Hugues Aufray — Personne Ne Sait song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Personne Ne Sait" by Hugues Aufray.
Lyrics
Personne ne sait le secret que j’ai
Personne ne sait, non, personne
Personne ne sait le secret que j’ai
Glory AllÃ(c)luia
Un homme m’a dit Je veux te parler
Un homme m’a dit, oui, Monsieur
Un homme m’a dit Je veux te parler
Glory AllÃ(c)luia
Et l’homme s’est penché vers moi, oui, Monsieur
Il avait des ailes, je crois, oui, Monsieur
Et l’homme s’est penché vers moi, oui, Monsieur
Il avait des ailes, je crois, oui, Monsieur
Ses yeux brillaient d’une immense joie
Ses yeux brillaient, oui, Monsieur
Ses yeux brillaient d’une immense joie
Glory AllÃ(c)luia
Des voix chantaient là -haut dans le ciel
Des voix chantaient, oui, Monsieur
Des voix chantaient là -haut dans le ciel
Glory AllÃ(c)luia
Cours au champ de coton, là -bas oui, Monsieur
Dis-leur qu’ils sont tous fils de roi
Cours au champ de coton, là -bas oui, Monsieur
Dis-leur qu’ils sont tous fils de roi
Et j’ai couru au champ de coton
Et j’ai couru, oui, Monsieur
DÃ(c)jÃ, mes frères chantaient ma chanson
Glory AllÃ(c)luia
Du Missouri jusqu'Ã la Volga
Du Missouri, oui, Monsieur
Nous sommes frères et c’est bien comme ç a
Glory AllÃ(c)luia
(Merci à Herbaut pour cettes paroles)
Lyrics translation
No one knows the secret I have
No one knows, no, no one
No one knows the secret I have
Glory Alla (c)luia
A man told me I want to talk to you
A man told me, Yes, sir
A man told me I want to talk to you
Glory Alla (c)luia
And the man leaned towards me, Yes, sir
He had wings, I think, Yes, sir.
And the man leaned towards me, Yes, sir
He had wings, I think, Yes, sir.
His eyes shone with immense joy
His eyes shone, Yes, sir
His eyes shone with immense joy
Glory Alla (c)luia
Voices were singing up there in the sky
Voices were singing, Yes, sir
Voices were singing up there in the sky
Glory Alla (c)luia
Run to the cotton field, down there yes, sir
Tell them they're all King's sons
Run to the cotton field, down there yes, sir
Tell them they're all King's sons
And I ran to the cotton field
And I ran, Yes, sir
Since (c) already, my brothers were singing my song
Glory Alla (c)luia
From Missouri to the Volga
From Missouri, Yes, sir.
We are brothers and it is good as it is
Glory Alla (c)luia
(Thanks Herbaut for these words)