Nicholas Bergery
Family friend Joan Baez wrote and recorded a song, "Luba the Baroness", (my grandmother) about learning of the death of the oldest son, Jean-François Bergery (Mon Père / My Father) song includes my uncles Jerome Thedreamer and his son Julien Emmanuel, (my nephew), uncle Christophe, and my blood brother Sébastien Bergery.
Joan Baez, amie de la famille , écrivit cette chanson La Baronne pour Luba épouse d'Emmanuel D'Astier de la Vigerie, mère de Jean-Francois, grand-mère des enfants qu'il eut : Benjamin Nicholas, Annie, Emmanuelle ,Sebastien, Ludov
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Luba, it was only the finest wine
Means or no means
Only the finest place to dine
Paris in the sixties
You had three sons
Handsome husband by your side
I flirted with everyone
Your husband, aging but vain
With the ladies was quite renowned
Author of books made famous
On his years in the French Underground
But you, Luba, the Baroness
It was really your blue blood
No one could touch you with kid gloves
And no one ever should
Means or no means
Only the finest place to dine
Paris in the sixties
You had three sons
Handsome husband by your side
I flirted with everyone
Your husband, aging but vain
With the ladies was quite renowned
Author of books made famous
On his years in the French Underground
But you, Luba, the Baroness
It was really your blue blood
No one could touch you with kid gloves
And no one ever should
And the hands of little Julian
Will guide you well
Et le pere du petit Sebastian
Vous attend dans le ciel
The youngest son Jerome
Brighter than he could be
Preferred the darkened corners
And was even a little too young for me
Tall and shy and crafty
He was oh so scholarly then
Got married later on
Had a child by the name of Julian
The eldest Jean Francois
What a mixture of sweetness and snobbery
Milkfed by his mother
On Russian aristocracy
With wits like sabre through silk
He was the wisest one
Married and remarried
Had a child by the name of Sebastian
Will guide you well
Et le pere du petit Sebastian
Vous attend dans le ciel
The youngest son Jerome
Brighter than he could be
Preferred the darkened corners
And was even a little too young for me
Tall and shy and crafty
He was oh so scholarly then
Got married later on
Had a child by the name of Julian
The eldest Jean Francois
What a mixture of sweetness and snobbery
Milkfed by his mother
On Russian aristocracy
With wits like sabre through silk
He was the wisest one
Married and remarried
Had a child by the name of Sebastian
And the hands of little Julian
Will guide you well
Et le pere du petit Sebastian
Vous attend dans le ciel
Will guide you well
Et le pere du petit Sebastian
Vous attend dans le ciel
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