Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mon Amant de Saint - Jean, artist - Lucienne Delyle. Date of issue: 26.04.2010
Song language: French
Mon Amant de Saint - Jean(original) |
| Mon amant de Saint-Jean de |
| Lucienne Delyle |
| 1 — Je ne sais pourquoi j’allais danser |
| A Saint-Jean au musette, |
| Mais il m’a suffit d’un seul baiser |
| Pour que mon coeur soit prisonnier |
| Comment ne pas perdre la tête, |
| Serrée par des bras audacieux |
| Car l’on croit toujours Aux doux mots d’amour |
| Quand ils sont dits avec les yeux |
| Moi qui l’aimais tant, |
| Je le trouvais le plus beau de Saint-Jean, |
| Je restais grisée, Sans volonté, Sous ses baisers. |
| 2 — Sans plus réfléchir, je lui donnais |
| Le meilleur de mon être |
| Beau parleur chaque fois qu’il mentait, |
| Je le savais, mais je l’aimais. |
| Comment ne pas perdre la tête, |
| Serrée par des bras audacieux |
| Car l’on croit toujours Aux doux mots d’amour |
| Quand ils sont dits avec les yeux |
| Moi qui l’aimais tant, |
| Je le trouvais le plus beau de Saint-Jean, |
| Je restais grisée, Sans volonté, Sous ses baisers. |
| 3 — Mais hélas à Saint-Jean comme ailleurs |
| Un serment n’est qu’un leurre |
| J'étais folle de croire au bonheur, |
| Et de vouloir garder son coeur. |
| Comment ne pas perdre la tête, |
| Serrée par des bras audacieux |
| Car l’on croit toujours Aux doux mots d’amour |
| Quand ils sont dits avec les yeux |
| Moi qui l’aimais tant, |
| Mon bel amour, mon amant de Saint-Jean, |
| Il ne m’aime plus, C’est du passé, N’en parlons plus (bis) |
| (translation) |
| My lover from Saint-Jean de |
| Lucienne Delyle |
| 1 — I don't know why I was going to dance |
| At Saint-Jean at the musette, |
| But all I needed was one kiss |
| So that my heart is a prisoner |
| How not to lose your mind |
| Clasped in bold arms |
| Because we always believe in the sweet words of love |
| When they are said with the eyes |
| I who loved him so much, |
| I found it the most beautiful in Saint-Jean, |
| I stood intoxicated, Unwilling, Beneath his kisses. |
| 2 — Without thinking any more, I gave him |
| The best of my being |
| Smooth talker every time he lied, |
| I knew it, but I loved it. |
| How not to lose your mind |
| Clasped in bold arms |
| Because we always believe in the sweet words of love |
| When they are said with the eyes |
| I who loved him so much, |
| I found it the most beautiful in Saint-Jean, |
| I stood intoxicated, Unwilling, Beneath his kisses. |
| 3 — But alas in Saint-Jean as elsewhere |
| An oath is just a decoy |
| I was crazy to believe in happiness, |
| And wanting to keep his heart. |
| How not to lose your mind |
| Clasped in bold arms |
| Because we always believe in the sweet words of love |
| When they are said with the eyes |
| I who loved him so much, |
| My beautiful love, my lover of Saint-Jean, |
| He doesn't love me anymore, it's over, let's not talk about it anymore (repeat) |