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Take Care Little One, Be Alert​.​.​. (Regarde Bien, Petit​.​.​.​)

from Collecting Brel - Vol. 2 by Collecting Brel

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Take care, little one, be alert
In the fields below, making his way through the reeds
Between the sky and the dirt
A man is coming little one, and I don’t know him
Take care, little one, be alert

He could be a neighbour, or a traveler gone astray
A remnant of the war, an old gypsy selling lace
Or he might be a priest with some lies to embrace
Come to take up our lives
Or my brother who’s come to tell me it’s time
To leave our past behind
Or is it just the sky that’s reflected on the sand
That’s formed a mirage just to waste my time

Take care, little one, be alert
In the fields below, making his way through the reeds
Between the sky and the dirt
A man is coming little one, and I don’t know him
Take care, little one, be alert

I don’t think he’s a neighbour because his horse is too fine
And he can’t be a soldier - all of our soldiers have died
And he can’t be a priest because his horse is too poor
And he’s not a merchant as his horse is too light and his clothes are too white
And no traveler ever follow that path
Because no-one comes here, and no-one ever comes back

Take care, little one, be alert
In the fields below, making his way through the reeds
Between the sky and the dirt
A man is coming little one, and I don’t know him
Take care, little one, be alert

No it’s not my brother, because his horse would have turned
No it’s not my brother, he wouldn’t ever dare return
Because there’s nothing here for him - not even a shred
No it can’t be my brother, my brother is dead
That midday shadow would be more tormented - if it was him
So it must be the sky that’s reflected on the sand
That’s formed a mirage just to waste my time

Take care, little one, be alert
In the fields below, making his way through the reeds
Between the sky and the dirt
A man is leaving and we’ll never know him
Take care, little one, be alert

Dry your eyes little, little one, see him run
The man we’ll never know
You can lower your gun

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from Collecting Brel - Vol. 2, released March 1, 2019

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