Jacques Brel: Le Moribond
History
Jacques Brel (1929-1978) recorded the song “Le moribond” (“The Dying Man”) in 1961 on his 5th album "Marieke." In 1963, Rod McKuen “adapted” it into English with the odd name “Seasons in the Sun.” It was the first-of-many McKuen forays into the Brelian universe. In his adaptation, McKuen kept the notion of the “dying man,” but completely changed its lyrics.
The song provides a window into Brel's attitudinal framework as well as insight into the unpredictability of the "adaptation" process. The Kingston Trio made the first English language recording in 1964 using McKuen’s adaptation on their album named “Time to Think.” That same year, McKuen included it on his own album “Rod McKuen Sings Jacques Brel.”
Terry Jacks
In the meantime, Jacks took the opportunity to make it a global hit himself in 1974 with a solo recording but he soon retired from singing, thereby earning a place on lists of “one-hit wonders.” Jacks made marginal modifications to McKuen’s lyrics. His first 6 stanzas were the same. Then he added an additional chorus, replaced the wife’s 2 stanzas with 2 for “Michelle” (a young girl), and continued with a closing riff of three additional choruses. In 1974, Jacks’ song became a global hit and charted #1 in many countries, including the US Billboard Hot 100. It was a rare single that sold more than 10 million copies.
The adaptation did not have strong “legs” however, partly because it was overplayed and over-“covered” but its lyrics also struck many as “cheesy” and those lyrics made the music resemble a nursery song. In a 2006 poll by CNN, 5800 respondents voted it the 5th “worst song of all time,” an outcome replicated in “Slate” (2006) and “Rolling Stone” (2011). Still, it has a certain jaunty appeal and has shown persistent longevity, which likely relates to the melody rather than the lyrics. Surprisingly, it rose from the dead in 2023 as reformulated trailer music for the Keanu Reeves film “John Wick: Chapter 4.” Since this short history provides 4 lyrical renditions to grapple with (Brel, Brel translation, McKuen, Jacks), they are posted here for leisurely side-by-side perusal.
Why did Brel write this song? One can suspect that satire lurks in the shadows from Brel’s overall “oeuvre” and some knowledge of his preoccupation with death and his deeply cynical disregard for religious conservatism, the cultural “mores” of the bourgeoisie and of his native country Belgium. The music resembles the cadence of a marching rhythm and the narrative steadfastly advances from one interviewee to the next. Terry Jacks, who eventually “covered” the McKuen's adaptation of Brel’s song and made it a global hit in 1974, claimed in an interview that Brel personally confided at dinner in Brussels that he wrote the song while in a brothel in Tangiers. So, perhaps it fit within a certain thematic scheme that preoccupied its author. Brel was not possessive about his musical legacy, but there may also be an ironic twist of indirect poetic allusion to some practices in the music industry.
Verse
Adieu l'Émile, je t'aimais bien
Adieu l'Émile, je t'aimais bien tu sais
On a chanté les mêmes vins
On a chanté les mêmes filles
On a chanté les mêmes chagrins
Adieu l'Émile, je vais mourir
C'est dur de mourir au printemps tu sais
Mais j'pars aux fleurs la paix dans l'âme
Car vu qu't'es bon comme du pain blanc
Je sais qu'tu prendras soin d'ma femme
Chorus
Et j'veux qu'on rie, j'veux qu'on danse
J'veux qu'on s'amuse comme des fous
J'veux qu'on rie, j'veux qu'on danse
Quand c'est qu'on m'mettra dans l'trou
Verse
Adieu Curé, je t'aimais bien
Adieu Curé, je t'aimais bien tu sais
On n'était pas du même bord
On n'était pas du même chemin
Mais on cherchait le même port
Adieu Curé, je vais mourir
C'est dur de mourir au printemps tu sais
Mais j'pars aux fleurs la paix dans l'âme
Car vu qu't'étais son confident
Je sais qu'tu prendras soin d'ma femme
Chorus
Et j'veux qu'on rie, j'veux qu'on danse
J'veux qu'on s'amuse comme des fous
J'veux qu'on rie, j'veux qu'on danse
Quand c'est qu'on m'mettra dans l'trou
Verse
Adieu l'Antoine, j't'aimais pas bien
Adieu l'Antoine j't'aimais pas bien tu sais
J'en crève de crever aujourd'hui
Alors que toi, tu es bien vivant
Et même plus solide que l'ennui
Adieu l'Antoine, je vais mourir
C'est dur de mourir au printemps tu sais
Mais j'pars aux fleurs la paix dans l'âme
Car vu qu't'étais son amant
Je sais qu'tu prendras soin d'ma femme
Chorus
Et j'veux qu'on rie, j'veux qu'on danse
J'veux qu'on s'amuse comme des fous
J'veux qu'on rie, j'veux qu'on danse
Quand c'est qu'on m'mettra dans l'trou
Verse
Adieu ma femme je t'aimais bien
Adieu ma femme je t'aimais bien tu sais
Mais je prends l'train pour le Bon Dieu
Je prends le train qu'est avant l'tien
Mais on prend tous le train qu'on peut
Adieu ma femme je vais mourir
C'est dur de mourir au printemps tu sais
Mais j'pars aux fleurs les yeux fermés ma femme
Car vu qu'j'les ai fermés souvent
Je sais qu'tu prendras soin d'mon âme
Chorus
Et j'veux qu'on rie, j'veux qu'on danse
J'veux qu'on s'amuse comme des fous
J'veux qu'on rie, j'veux qu'on danse
Quand c'est qu'on m'mettra dans l'trou
Verse
Goodbye, Emile, I loved you well
Goodbye, Emile, I loved you well, you know
We enjoyed the same wines
We enjoyed the same girls
We enjoyed the same sorrows
Goodbye Emile, I’m going to die
It’s hard to die in springtime you know
But I am going to the flowers with peace in my soul
Because you are good like white bread
I know you will care for my wife
Chorus
And I want you to laugh, I want you to danse
I want you to have fun like fools
I want you to laugh, I want you to danse
When they throw me in the ditch
Verse
Goodbye Pastor, I loved you well
Goodbye Pastor, I loved you well, you know
We weren’t on the same shore
We weren’t on the same road
But we searched the same port
Goodbye Pastor, I’m going to die
It’s hard to die in springtime you know
But I am going to the flowers with peace in my soul
Because you were her confident
I know you will care for my wife
Chorus
And I want you to laugh, I want you to danse
I want you to have fun like fools
I want you to laugh, I want you to danse
When they throw me in the ditch
Verse
Goodbye Antoine, I didn’t love you well
Goodbye Antoine, I didn’t love you well, you know
I’m annoyed to die today
While you are well alive
Even more solid than boredom
Goodbye Antoine, I’m going to die
It’s hard to die in springtime, you know
But I am going to the flowers with peace in my soul
Because you were her lover
I know you will care for my wife
Chorus
And I want you to laugh, I want you to danse
I want you to have fun like fools
I want you to laugh, I want you to danse
When they throw me in the ditch
Verse
Goodbye my wife, I loved you well
Goodbye my wife, I loved you well you know
But I take the train to Good God
I take the train before your train
But we all take the train that we can
Goodbye my wife I’m going to die
It’s hard to die in springtime you know
But I am going to the flowers with eyes closed, my wife
Because I have closed them often
I know you will care for my soul
Chorus
And I want you to laugh, I want you to danse
I want you to have fun like fools
I want you to laugh, I want you to danse
When they throw me in the ditch
1) Mais j'pars aux fleurs: “I am going to the flowers” is an indirect way of acknowledging one’s return to dust.
2) Car vu que: “car” and “parce que” both mean “because.” “Car vu que” is a more complicated way to say the same thing and literally means “because in view of the fact that…” or, more simply, “seeing that…” or even simpler-- “since.”
McKuen and Jacks both leave other parties mostly anonymous (“my friend”). McKuen's gathering includes his “trusted friend,” his “papa,” and “Françoise” (his wife who “cheated lots of times”). In real life, McKuen never knew his true father or even his own birth name. In his song, Jacks includes a friend and "papa," no “wife” but he does include a child.
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