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White and Black Blues was the French entry at the Eurovision Song Contest 1990 in Zagreb performed by Joëlle Ursull. It was written by Serge Gainsbourg, who is best known for writing the 1965 winner Poupée de Cire, Poupée de Son for Luxembourg. It is a song about racial harmony.

It was performed 14th following Germany and preceding host country Yugoslavia. At the close of voting, it finished in joint second place with Ireland, both receiving 132 points.

Lyrics

Lorsque l'on me parle de couleur de peau
J'ai le blues qui me fait froid dans le dos
Je m'sens dans un conte d'Edgar Allan Poe
C'est le never more, les vumètres à zéro

White and black
Danse, balance sur le white and black blues
Nous, les blacks
Nous sommes quelque millions, treize à la douze
Paradisiaque
Africa, mon amour, j't'ai dans la peau
White and black
Qu'importe la couleur? Tous égaux

Entendez-vous les percussions des tam-tams?
Elles vous vont droit au cœur, vous transpercent l'âme
Comme la flèche d'un chasseur, équateur
Une lame de couteau où scintillent les pleurs

White and black
Danse, balance sur le white and black blues
Nous, les blacks
Nous sommes quelque millions, treize à la douze
Le long du fleuve
Sous le soleil ombré des marécages
Où qu'il pleuve
Sur nos amours, que vienne l'orage

White and black
Danse, balance sur le white and black blues
Nous, les blacks
Nous sommes quelque millions, treize à la douze
Oh, white and black
Danse, balance sur le white and black blues
That's all right
Danse, balance sur le white blues

And black

When someone talks to me about skin color
I have the blues which sends shivers down my spine
I feel as if I'm in a tale by Edgar Allan Poe
It's the never more, the blue funk

White and black
Dance, swing on the white and black blues
We, the blacks
We're a few millions, a dime a dozen
Paradisiacal
Africa, my love, I have you in my skin
White and black
What does color matter? All equal

Do you hear the beats of the tom-toms?
They go right through your heart, pierce your soul
Like the arrow of a hunter, equator
A knife blade on which tears are sparkling

White and black
Dance, swing on the white and black blues
We, the blacks
We're a few millions, a dime a dozen
Along the river
Under the sun overshadowed by the swamps
Where it rains
On our loves, may the storm come

White and black
Dance, swing on the white and black blues
We, the blacks
We're a few millions, a dime a dozen
Oh, white and black
Dance, swing on the white and black blues
That's all right
Dance, swing on the white blues

And black

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