Carla Bruni — Quelqu'un M'a Dit song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Quelqu'un M'a Dit" by Carla Bruni.
Lyrics
On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose,
Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses.
On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud que de nos chagrins il s’en
fait des manteaux pourtant quelqu’un m’a dit…
Que tu m’aimais encore,
C’est quelqu’un qui m’a dit que tu m’aimais encore.
Serais ce possible alors?
On me dit que le destin se moque bien de nous
Qu’il ne nous donne rien et qu’il nous promet tout
Parais qu’le bonheur est àportée de main,
Alors on tend la main et on se retrouve fou
Pourtant quelqu’un m’a dit …
Mais qui est ce qui m’a dit que toujours tu m’aimais?
Je ne me souviens plus c'était tard dans la nuit,
J’entend encore la voix, mais je ne vois plus les traits
«Il vous aime, c’est secret, lui dites pas que j’vous l’ai dit»
Tu vois quelqu’un m’a dit…
Que tu m’aimais encore, me l’a t’on vraiment dit…
Que tu m’aimais encore, serais ce possible alors?
On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose,
Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses
On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud
Que de nos tristesses il s’en fait des manteaux,
Pourtant quelqu’un m’a dit que…
Lyrics translation
I'm told our lives aren't worth much.,
They pass in an instant like roses fade.
I am told that the time that slips is a bastard that from our sorrows it turns
made coats yet someone told me…
That you still loved me,
Someone told me you still loved me.
Would that be possible then?
I'm told fate makes fun of us.
That he gives us nothing and promises us everything
It seems that happiness is carried by hand,
So we reach out and we find ourselves crazy
Yet someone told me …
But who told me you always loved me?
I can't remember it was late at night,
I can still hear the voice, but I can't see the features anymore
"He loves you, it's secret, don't tell him I told you»
You see someone told me…
That you still loved me, Did you really tell me…
If you still loved me, would that be possible then?
I'm told our lives aren't worth much.,
They pass in an instant like roses fade
I'm told the time that slips is a bastard
That of our sorrows it is made of coats,
Yet someone told me that…