Translation of the song lyrics Do You Feel The Love - Arcadian

Do You Feel The Love (original)

Do you feel the love?
Send me your love
Do you feel the love?
Where is your love?
Tu voles vers l’Italie
Dans les avions tu traces
Moi je m’isole à Paris
Et sous la terre je me déplace
Tu te dores la pilule
Passe des huiles à ta peau
Moi j’bois des verres loin des dunes
Loin de la baie d’Ajaccio
Tu me nargues tu snap
Des photos floues de tes seins nus
Seul à Paname j’attrape
Des coups de blues quand j’ai trop bu
Tu n’réponds même pas
A mes love messages
Paris rend pas sage
T’es partie sans moi
Do you feel the love?
Send me your love
Do you feel the love?
Where is your love?
Do you feel the love?
Send me your love
Do you feel the love?
I need your love
Si comme toi j’avais
Un père doué pour les affaires
Je ne serais pas tout c’que j’ai
Là dans ma vie de poussière
Un jour je m’offrirai
Un trip pour L. A ou Bombay
On fera brûler des essences
Dans une villa en Provence
Un jour nous vivrons
Dans un manoir à Quiberon
Toute l’année en vacances
Un jour aussi j’aurai ta chance
L'été dans ma cage
Moi je sens l’orage
Paris sans la plage
T’es partie sans moi
Do you feel the love?
Send me your love
Do you feel the love?
Where is your love?
Do you feel the love?
Send me your love
Do you feel the love?
I need your love

Do You Feel The Love (translation)

Do you feel the love?
Send me your love
Do you feel the love?
Where is your love?
You fly to Italy
In planes you trace
Me, I isolate myself in Paris
And under the ground I move
You bask in the pill
Apply oils to your skin
Me, I drink glasses far from the dunes
Far from Ajaccio Bay
You taunt me you snap
Blurry photos of your bare breasts
Alone in Panama I catch
Blues when I've had too much to drink
You don't even answer
To my love messages
Paris makes you unwise
You left without me
Do you feel the love?
Send me your love
Do you feel the love?
Where is your love?
Do you feel the love?
Send me your love
Do you feel the love?
I need your love
If like you I had
A business-savvy dad
I won't be all I have
There in my life of dust
One day I will offer myself
A trip to L.A or Bombay
We'll burn gasoline
In a villa in Provence
One day we will live
In a mansion in Quiberon
All year on vacation
One day too I will have your chance
Summer in my cage
I feel the storm
Paris without the beach
You left without me
Do you feel the love?
Send me your love
Do you feel the love?
Where is your love?
Do you feel the love?
Send me your love
Do you feel the love?
I need your love