Je pense encore à toi (Francis Cabrel)

Posted November 17, 2008 by nina
Categories: France, Paris, love

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(I still think about you)

S’il suffisait d’aimer (Celine Dion)

Posted November 15, 2008 by nina
Categories: France, Paris, love

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Je reve son visage, je decline son corps
Et puis je l’imagine habitant mon decor
J’aurais tant a lui dire si j’avais su parler
Comment lui faire lire au fond de mes pensees?

I dream of his face, I decline his body
And I imagine him living in my decor
I would have so much to tell him if I had known how to talk
How can I make him read my thoughts?

Mais comment font ces autres a qui tout reussit?
Qu’on me dise mes fautes, mes chimeres aussi
Moi j’offrirais mon ame, mon coeur et tout mon temps
Mais j’ai beau tout donner, tout n’est pas suffisant

But how do the others who succeed all the time?
Tell me my errors, my dreams too
I would offer my soul, my heart and all my time
But even if I give it all, all is not enough

S’il suffisait qu’on s’aime, s’il suffisait d’aimer
Si l’on changeait les choses un peu, rien qu’en aimant donner
S’il suffisait qu’on s’aime, s’il suffisait d’aimer
Je ferais de ce monde un reve, une eternite

If loving each other was enough, if loving was enough
If we would change things a bit, only by loving giving away
If loving each other was enough, if loving was enough
I would do a dream of this world, an eternity

J’ai du sang dans mes songes, un petale seche
Quand des larmes me rongent que d’autres ont versees
La vie n’est pas etanche, mon ile est sous le vent
Les portes laissent entrer les cris meme en fermant

I have blood in my dreams, a dried petal
When tears are gnawing at me that others shed
Life isn’t waterproof, my island is under the wind
Doors let shouts come in even when shutting them off

Dans un jardin l’enfant, sur un balcon des fleurs
Ma vie paisible ou j’entends battre tous les coeurs
Quand les nuages foncent, presages des malheurs
Quelles armes repondent aux pays de nos peurs?

In a garden the child, on a balcony flowers
My peaceful life where I can hear every heart beating
When the clouds are getting darker, sign of bad times
Which weapons reply to the countries of our fears?

S’il suffisait qu’on s’aime, s’il suffisait d’aimer
Si l’on changeait les choses un peu, rien qu’en aimant donner
S’il suffisait qu’on s’aime, s’il suffisait d’aimer
Je ferais de ce monde un reve, une eternite

If loving each other was enough, if loving was enough
If we would change things a bit, only by loving giving away
If loving each other was enough, if loving was enough
I would do a dream of this world, an eternity

S’il suffisait qu’on s’aime, s’il suffisait d’aimer
Si l’on pouvait changer les choses et tout recommencer
S’il suffisait qu’on s’aime, s’il suffisait d’aimer
Nous ferions de ce reve un monde
S’il suffisait d’aimer

If loving each other was enough, if loving was enough
If we could change things and start all over
If loving each other was enough, if loving was enough
We would make a world of this dream
If loving was enough

Reviens-moi (Sylvain Cossette)

Posted November 3, 2008 by nina
Categories: France, Paris, Venise, autumn, love

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Seras-tu a Paris en decembre
Will you be in Paris in December
Ou bien a Venise au Nouvel An
Or in Venice in the New Year
Ou seras-tu en avril, en septembre
Will you be in April, in September
Loin de moi, loin de moi
Far from me, far from me
Je relis souvent tes missives
I often read again your messages
Quelques mots et je chavire
Some words and I give-up
Reviens-moi
Return to me

Que tu sois aux quatre coins du monde
That you would be at the four corners of the world
Aussi loin que tu voudras
As far as you will want
Je te suivrai comme une ombre
I will follow you like a shade
Tant que le soleil sera
As long as the sun will be
Si rendu au bout de la terre
Returned at the tip of the earth
Le temps n’y est pas plus clair
The wheather is not clearer there
N’oublie pas, reviens-moi
Don’t forget, return to me
Reviens-moi
Return to me

L’ete va venir pour me voir
The summer will come to see me
L’automne, me prevenir que le froid …
The autumn, warns me that cold …
Rapporteras-tu tes valises en novembre
Will you bring back your baggages in November
Tu me manques, tu me manques
I miss you, I miss you
Les mots tardent a venir
The words will come late
Le son de ta voix me dechire
The sound of your voice tears me
Reviens-moi
Return to me

Home to Stay (Josh Groban)

Posted November 3, 2008 by nina
Categories: France, Paris, home, love

I know you’re gone
I watched you leave
I always thought
That it was me
You made it clear
With that last kiss
You couldn’t live a life
With maybe’s and whatif’s

When every boat
Has sailed away
And every path
Is marked and paved
When every road
Has had it’s say
Then I’ll be bringing you back
Home to stay

I have the cards you sent to me
You wrote of trains and paris galleries
This spring you’ll draw
Canals, and frescoed walls
Look how far your dreaming’s gone

When every town looks just the same
When every choice gets hard to make
When every map is put away
Then I’ll be bringing you back
Home to stay

And now I know why you had to go alone
Isn’t there a place between

When every boat
Has sailed away
And every path
Is marked and paved

When every road
Has had it’s say
Then I’ll be bringing you back
Home to stay

Reach out to me
Call out my name
And I would bring you back again
Today

Our Last Summer (ABBA)

Posted November 3, 2008 by nina
Categories: France, Notre Dame, Paris, good bye, summer

The summer air was soft and warm
The feeling right, the Paris night
Did it’s best to please us
And strolling down the Elysee
We had a drink in each cafe
And you
You talked of politics, philosophy and I
Smiled like Mona Lisa
We had our chance
It was a fine and true romance

I can still recall our last summer
I still see it all
Walks along the Seine, laughing in the rain
Our last summer
Memories that remain

We made our way along the river
And we sat down in the grass
By the Eiffel tower
I was so happy we had met
It was the age of no regret
Oh yes
Those crazy years, that was the time
Of the flower-power
But underneath we had a fear of flying
Of getting old, a fear of slowly dying
We took the chance
Like we were dancing our last dance

I can still recall our last summer
I still see it all
In the tourist jam, round the Notre Dame
Our last summer
Walking hand in hand

Paris restaurants
Our last summer
Morning croissants
Living for the day, worries far away
Our last summer
We could laugh and play

And now you’re working in a bank
The family man, the football fan
And your name is Harry
How dull it seems
Yet you’re the hero of my dreams

I can still recall our last summer
I still see it all
Walks along the Seine, laughing in the rain
Our last summer
Memories that remain
I can still recall our last summer
I still see it all
In the tourist jam, round the Notre Dame
Our last summer
Walking hand in hand
Paris restaurants
Our last summer
Morning croissants
We were living for the day, worries far away…

Heartbreaker (Dione Warwick)

Posted November 1, 2008 by nina
Categories: good bye, love

I got to say it and it’s hard for me,
You got me cryin’ like I thought I would never be.
Love is believin’ but you let me down;
How can I love you when you ain’t around ?
And I,

Get to the morning and you never call.
Love should be everything or not at all.
And it don’t matter what ever you do;
I made a life out of lovin’ you.

Only to find any dream that I follow is dying.
I’m cryin’ in the rain.
I could be searchin’ my world for a love everlasting,
Feeling no pain, when will we meet again?

Why do you have to be a heartbreaker ?
Is it a lesson that I never knew ?
Gotta get out of the spell that I’m under,
My love for you.

Why do you have to be a heartbreaker,
When I was bein’ what you want me to be ?
Suddenly everything I ever wanted has passed me by,
This world may end, not you and I.

My love is stronger than the universe.
My soul is cryin’ for you,
And that can not be reversed.
You made the rules and you could not see;
You made a life out of hurtin’ me.

Out of my mind, I am held by the power of you love.
Tell me when do we try, or should we say goodbye ?

Why do you have to be a heartbreaker,
When I was bein’ what you want me to be ?
Suddenly everything I ever wanted has passed me by.

Oh, why do you have to be a heartbreaker ?
Is it a lesson that I never knew ?
Suddenly everything I ever wanted,
My love for you, oh,

Why do you have to be a heartbreaker,
When I was bein’ what you want me to be ?
Suddenly everything I ever wanted has passed me by…