C'est La Fête Lyrics in English Daniel Beretta , Lucie Dolène

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Dinner always means music!

Music

My dear Mademoiselle

It is with deep pride and immense pleasure

That we invite you this evening

Relax, forget your worries, take a seat

And let haute French gastronomy present to you

Your dinner

It's a party

Impeccable service guaranteed

Put on your little bib, darling

And we'll take care of the rest

Dish of the day and hors d'oeuvres

Here, we serve at any hour

Cuisine with butter, it's the best

And believe me, I know my stuff

Everyone sings Everyone dances

Yes, Mademoiselle, that's France

A good dinner is better than a trumpet blast

Take the menu, and when you've read it

We'll have a party, it'll be great, my Ninette

Simmered potatoes

Paris-Brest or flambéed crêpes

We'll prepare for you with Art

A party that'll take your breath away

You're alone, and not proud of it

But Mademoiselle, just relax

There's no blues, no depression

When the plates are your friends

I'm a whiz at juggling

With my candlestick buddies

All in the tradition of grand houses

Come on, let's raise our glasses

And jump over the barrier

For the sad little girls

I only know one recipe

It's a party, it's a party

It's a party

Life is torture

For a servant without a job

Who can't bring happiness to a living soul

That's enough

The good old days of hard labor

That life has filed away in the archives

Ten years of real hardship

Shriveled by dust

Without ever being able to show our skills

Wandering around the castle

Paw to the pouf, apple of the api

Yopla boum, 'Thank You, my Lady

A candlelit dinner

But everything is ready for the young lady

Ice cream, chilled Champagne

Stiffened tablecloth, in my basket

For dessert, I'll make tea

It's my great specialty

While the cups are being mopped

I'll make my little bubbles, my little broths

I'll whistle like a madwoman

I have a stain on this, it distresses me

The important thing would be to make a good impression

Onward and every man for himself

It will be a sugar or two, my Mignonnette

After ten years of pretense

Come to brighten our retreat

Full heart, comfortable heart

We would like you to like it

In the candlelight

You will be spoiled, my turtledove

Without ceremony, without a grimace

Until you cry for mercy

After dinner, we You'll push the swing

Tomorrow you'll feel better

But tonight everything is blue

We're having a party!

Yes, a party! Yes, a party!

We're having a party!

Yes, a party! Yes, a party!

We're having a party

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SONG MEANING

C'est La Fête throws open the castle kitchen doors and invites you to a glittering French banquet where every spoon, plate, and chandelier joins the show. Delivered with Daniel Beretta’s flamboyant charm and Lucie Dolène’s motherly warmth, the lyrics read like a singing menu: butter-rich classics, flaming crêpes, and champagne on ice twirl past while the staff urge their shy guest to forget her worries, take a seat, and let the music turn dinner into a cabaret.

Behind the whirlwind of dishes and high-kicks lies a tender truth. These enchanted servants have waited ten long years for the joy of serving someone again, so each chorus is not just about food; it is a celebration of purpose rediscovered, hospitality shared, and the life-lifting power of togetherness. One bite, one note, and gloom evaporates—because when friends gather around a table, c’est la fête indeed.

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