Culture (French), Song of the Week (French), Weather (French)
TOMBE LA PLUIE (It’s Raining)
It’s raining. It’s pouring! How is everyone in the family reacting to the prospect of rain? French singer and composer, Emilie Moskal, has taken the first verse of this traditional French children’s song and created an entirely new, whimsical, and funny narrative detailing how the different members of the family vary in their reactions to the rain. The song is from Whistlefritz’s CD CHA, CHA, CHA — French Learning Songs.
Song “UNO, DOS Y TRES” from the CD CHA, CHA, CHA.
TOMBE LA PLUIE
©2011 Whistlefritz LLC
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Chanson (premier couplet) et musique traditionnelles
Couplets additionnels et paroles d’Emilie Moskal
Arrangements de Didier Prossaird
TOMBE, TOMBE, TOMBE LA PLUIE
TOUT LE MONDE EST À L’ABRI
(IL N) Y’A QUE MON P’TIT FRÈRE
QUI EST SOUS LA GOUTTIÈRE
ET PÊCHE DU POISSON
POUR TOUTE LA MAISON
TOMBE, TOMBE, TOMBE LA PLUIE
TOUT LE MONDE EST À L’ABRI
(IL N) Y’A QUE MA GRANDE SOEUR
QUAND IL FAIT BEAU ELLE PLEURE
TANT QUE CE N’EST PAS FINI
ELLE DANSE SOUS LA PLUIE
TOMBE, TOMBE, TOMBE LA PLUIE
TOUT LE MONDE EST À L’ABRI
(IL N) Y’A QUE MA GRAND-MÈRE
QUI EST UNE BERGÈRE
ET RENTRE SES BLANCS MOUTONS
COMME DANS LA CHANSON
TOMBE, TOMBE, TOMBE LA PLUIE
TOUT LE MONDE EST À L’ABRI
(IL N) Y’A QUE MON GRAND-PÈRE
QUAND IL PLEUT IL PRÉFÈRE
C’EST BON POUR LES POTIRONS
ET LES PETITS CORNICHONS
TOMBE, TOMBE, TOMBE LA PLUIE
TOUT LE MONDE EST À L’ABRI
(IL N) Y’A QUE L’ONCLE PIERRE
C’EST BON POUR SES AFFAIRES
IL HABITE À PARIS
ET VEND DES PARAPLUIES
TOMBE, TOMBE, TOMBE LA PLUIE
TOUT LE MONDE EST À L’ABRI
(IL N) Y’A QUE MA TANTE LAURE
LES NUAGES, ELLE ADORE
A LA VUE D’UN CIEL GRIS
ELLE FAIT DE LA POÉSIE
It’s Raining
©2011 Whistlefritz LLC
All rights reserved
Traditional music and first verse
Additional verses and lyrics by Emilie Moskal
Original arrangement by Didier Prossaird
THE RAIN FALLS, FALLS, FALLS
EVERYONE IS UNDER COVER
THERE IS ONLY MY LITTLE BROTHER
WHO IS UNDER THE GUTTER
AND FISHES FOR FISH
FOR THE WHOLE HOUSE
THE RAIN FALLS, FALLS, FALLS
EVERYONE IS UNDER COVER
THERE IS ONLY MY BIG SISTER
WHO CRIES WHEN THE WEATHER IS NICE
AS LONG AS IT ISN’T FINISHED
SHE DANCES IN THE RAIN
THE RAIN FALLS, FALLS, FALLS
EVERYONE IS UNDER COVER
THERE IS ONLY MY GRANDMOTHER
WHO IS A SHEPHERDESS
AND BRINGS IN HER WHITE SHEEP
LIKE IN THE SONG
THE RAIN FALLS, FALLS, FALLS
EVERYONE IS UNDER COVER
THERE IS ONLY MY GRANDFATHER
HE PREFERS WHEN IT RAINS
IT’S GOOD FOR THE PUMPKINS
AND THE LITTLE PICKLES
THE RAIN FALLS, FALLS, FALLS
EVERYONE IS UNDER COVER
THERE IS ONLY MY UNCLE PIERRE
IT’S GOOD FOR HIS BUSINESS
HE LIVES IN PARIS
AND SELLS UMBRELLAS
THE RAIN FALLS, FALLS, FALLS
EVERYONE IS UNDER COVER
THERE IS ONLY MY AUNT LAURE
SHE LOVES CLOUDS
AT THE SIGHT OF A GRAY SKY
SHE WRITES POETRY