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Big Favor.. Could Someone Summarize these Lyrics in English?
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Join Date: Sep 2000
Location: Binghamton, New York, USA
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Hi, I was wondering if anybody could give me a brief overview on what this song is about base on the lyrics below:
Bien sûr nous eûmes des orages vingt ans d'amour c'est l'amour fol
Mille fois tu pris ton bagage mille fois je pris mon envol
Et chaque meuble se souvient dans cette chambre sans berceau
Des éclats des vieilles tempêtes plus rien ne ressemblait à rien
Tu avais perdu le goût de l'eau et moi celui de la conquête.
Mais mon amour, mon doux mon tendre mon merveilleux amour
De l'aube claire jusqu'à la fin du jour, je t'aime encore tu sais je t'aime.
Moi je sais tous tes sortilèges, tu sais tous mes envoûtements
Tu m'as gardé de piège en piège, je t'ai perdue de temps en temps
Bien sûr tu pris quelques amants il fallait bien passer le temps
Il faut bien que le corps exulte finalement finalement
Il nous fallut bien du talent pour être vieux sans être adultes
Ô mon amour, mon doux mon tendre mon merveilleux amour
De l'aube claire jusqu'à la fin du jour, je t'aime encore tu sais je t'aime.
Et plus le temps nous fait cortège et plus le temps nous fait tourment
Mais n'est-ce pas le pire piège que vivre en paix pour des amants
Bien sûr tu pleures un peu moins tôt je me déchire un peu plus tard
Nous protégeons moins nos mystères on laisse moins faire le hasard
On se méfie du fil de l'eau mais c'est toujours la tendre la guerre.
Ô mon amour, mon doux mon tendre mon merveilleux amour
De l'aube claire jusqu'à la fin du jour, je t'aime encore tu sais je t'aime?
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Babelfish:
Of course we had storms twenty years of love it is the love fol Thousand times you taken your luggage thousand times I taken my take-off And each piece of furniture remembers in this room without cradle the glares the old storms plus nothing did not resemble nothing You had lost the taste of water and me that of the conquest. But my love, my soft my to tighten my marvellous love Of the clear paddle until the end of the day, I love you still you know I love you. Me I know all your magic spells, you know all my envoûtements You kept me of trap out of trap, I lost you from time to time Of course you taken some lovers it was necessary well to spend time One needs well that the body exulte finally finally we needed well talent to be old without to be adult Ô my love, my soft my to tighten my marvellous love Of the clear paddle until the end of the day, I love you still you know I love you. And more time makes us procession and more time makes us torment But this is not the worst trap than to live in peace for lovers Of course you cry a little less earlier I tear a little later We protect less our mysteries one less lets make the chance One is wary of the wire of water but is always to tighten the war. Do Ô my love, my soft my to tighten my marvellous love Of the clear paddle until the end of the day, I love you still you know I love you?
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To those against whom war is made, permission is given (to fight), because they are wronged;- and verily, Allah is most powerful for their aid
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Join Date: Sep 2003
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That's beautiful, in a cheesy kind of way... but beautiful.
Sorry, I could translate it but it would take longer than the few minutes i have. I'm sure someone here will tough.
edit: oops, spoke to soon.
(Last edited by historylme; May 7, 2005 at 08:49 PM.
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