| Ma jeunesse fout le camp | |
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| Artist | Françoise Hardy |
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| Album | Ma jeunesse fout le camp |
| Released | November 1967 |
| Length | 3:05 |
| Writer(s) | Guy Bontempelli |
| Genre | French pop |
"Ma jeunesse fout le camp" is a song by French singer Françoise Hardy that was released on her studio album "Ma jeunesse fout le camp" in 1967. It was not released as a single.
The song was featured in the season three episode Beyond the Pale.
Episode Context[]
Beyond the Pale[]
After they've escaped from Section One, Michael takes Nikita to a stone cottage in the woods. Inside are simple furnishings and Michael positions himself at a wood burning stove to light it. Nikita asks about the owner and Michael informs her that he's the owner. He bought it and the land around it--100 hectares. Nikita crouches down at a record player and selects a record to play. Michael busies himself at the kitchen counter with some vegetables and a knife. Nikita notices this and tells him that she wasn't aware of his talents in the kitchen. "There's a lot you don't know about me. Maybe it's time you learned," he tells her.
The song appears once more during the tag of the episode.
In Nikita's apartment, she and Michael have finished dinner. Like at the cabin, the music of Françoise Hardy is playing in the background. They are sitting in the living room while he pours them each some wine. "Dinner was wonderful, thank you," Michael compliments as he hands her a glass. Nikita smiles but remarks that she doesn't think that it was as good as what he prepared at the cabin. "I liked it there," he confesses. Nikita nods her head in agreement. A wave of sadness comes over her. "You know it can't be casual between you and me. I can't do that," Nikita tells him sadly. Michael looks at her for a long time before he tells her that he knows. Michael hold up his wine glass in a toast. Nikita does the same thing. Michael drinks, but Nikita continues to hold hers out, twirling the contents sadly. Tears glisten in her eyes.
Song Background[]
Composition[]
Music Video[]
La Femme Nikita- "Ma Jeunesse Fout le Camp" - Françoise Hardy
Nikita plays a record inside Michael's cabin.
Lyrics[]
Ma jeunesse fout l'camp
Tout au long des poèmes
Et d'une rime à l'autre
Elle va bras balants
Ma jeunesse fout l'camp
A la morte fontaine
Et les coupeurs d'osier
Moissonent mes vingt ans
Nous n'irons plus au bois
La chanson du poète
Le refrain de deux sous
Les vers de mirliton
Qu'on chantait en rêvant
Au garçon de la fête
J'en oublie jusqu'au nom
J'en oublie jusqu'au nom
Nous n'irons plus au bois
Chercher la violette
La pluie tombe aujourd'hui
Qui efface nos pas
Les enfants ont pourtant
Des chansons plein la tête
Mais je ne les sais pas
Mais je ne les sais pas
Ma jeunesse fout l'camp
Sur un air de guitare
Elle sort de moi même
En silence à pas lent
Ma jeunesse fout l'camp
Elle a rompu l'amarre
Elle a dans ses cheveux
Les fleurs de mes vingt ans
Nous n'irons plus au bois
Voici venir l'automne
J'attendrai le printemps
En effeuillant l'ennui
Il ne reviendra plus
Et si mon coeur frissonne
C'est que descend la nuit
C'est que descend la nuit
Nous n'irons plus au bois
Nous n'irons plus ensemble
Ma jeunesse fout le camp
Au rythme de tes pas
Si tu savais pourtant
Comme elle te ressemble
Mais tu ne le sais pas
Mais tu ne le sais pas