Line Renaud — Son coeur est amoureux song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Son coeur est amoureux" by Line Renaud.
Lyrics
C’est aujourd’hui que la fête au village
À midi, doit commencer
La joie des autres garçons de son âge
Fait mal au pauvre berger
Son cœur est amoureux
De la couleur des cieux
De ses blanches montagnes
De sa jolie campagne
De ses vertes prairies
De ses lacs si jolis
Son cœur est amoureux
Des attraits de sa blonde aux yeux bleus
Pendant ce temps, une jolie fillette
Souffre aussi du mal d’aimer
Et délaissant les échos de la fête
Aux étoiles elle va rêver
Son cœur est amoureux
De la couleur des cieux
De ses blanches montagnes
De sa jolie campagne
De ses vertes prairies
De ses lacs si jolis
Son cœur est amoureux
Amoureux du berger aux yeux bleus
Dieu veut parfois que la vie soit bien faite
Il le voulut ce jour-là
Le berger osa dire à la fillette
Ce qu’elle-même lui avoua
Mon cœur est amoureux
Amoureux de tes yeux
Je t’aime, ô ma compagne
Bien plus que mes montagnes
Bien plus que mes prairies
Que mes lacs si jolis
Son cœur est amoureux
Pour la vie, de sa blonde aux yeux bleus
Lyrics translation
It is today that the party in the village
At noon, must begin
The joy of other boys of his age
Hurts poor shepherd
His heart is in love
Of the color of the heavens
Of its White Mountains
From its pretty countryside
Of its green meadows
Of its beautiful lakes
His heart is in love
Attractions of her blonde with blue eyes
Meanwhile, a pretty little girl
Also suffers from the trouble of loving
And leaving the echoes of the holiday
To the stars she will dream
His heart is in love
Of the color of the heavens
Of its White Mountains
From its pretty countryside
Of its green meadows
Of its beautiful lakes
His heart is in love
Lovers of the blue-eyed Shepherd
God sometimes wants life to be done right
He wanted it that day
The shepherd dares to tell the girl
What she herself confessed to him
My heart is in love
Love your eyes
I Love You, O my companion
More than my mountains
Much more than my prairies
That my Lakes are so pretty
His heart is in love
For the life of her blue-eyed blonde