Translation of the song lyrics J'attendais - Céline Dion

J'attendais (original)

J’coutais longtemps couler l’eau des fontaines
Et j’coutais le vent chanter infiniment
Vagues de quitude et de paix
D’aussi loin que je me souvienne
L’enfance est un immense ocan
Et je rvais longues annes, longue indolence
O rien ne se passe mais o rien ne s’oublie
J’allais sereine et sans connatre
Le moindre feu d’une absence
Ce n’est qu’en te croisant
Que j’ai su, j’ai compris
J’attendais, j’attendais
J’attendais ton regard pour expliquer enfin
Le pourquoi de ces Au revoir
tout ce long chemin
J’attendais, j’attendais
Le pays de ton corps le toucher de tes mains
Ma douce boussole mon nord,
Le sens mes demains
Et j’abordais les troubles rives adolescentes
Les doutes, les jeux, les mauvais courants
Je me souviens les coups de sang
Des musiques et des mots de France
Amants d’avant,
Il y a bien des vies qu’on nourrit d’tudes ou de sciences
Destins faits d’aventures, de records ou d’argent
Des vies d’criture et de voyage
Ou de rve de puissance
J’y pensais bien de temps en temps,
En coutant le vent
J’attendais, j’attendais
J’attendais ton regard pour expliquer enfin
Le pourquoi de ces Au revoir
tout ce long chemin
J’attendais, j’attendais, j’attendais ton amour
Ton beau ton bel amour
Je l’attendais pour enfin vivre
En donnant mon tour
J’attendais…

J'attendais (translation)

I listened for a long time to the water running from the fountains
And I listened to the wind sing endlessly
Waves of Quietness and Peace
As far back as I can remember
Childhood is a huge ocean
And I dreamed long years, long indolence
Where nothing happens but where nothing is forgotten
I went serene and without knowing
The lesser fire of an absence
Only by crossing you
That I knew, I understood
I was waiting, I was waiting
I was waiting for your look to finally explain
The why of these goodbyes
all this long way
I was waiting, I was waiting
The country of your body the touch of your hands
My sweet compass my north,
Meaning my tomorrows
And I approached the troubled adolescent shores
The doubts, the games, the bad currents
I remember the blood strokes
Music and words from France
former lovers,
There are many lives that are nourished by studies or sciences
Destinies made of adventures, records or money
Lives of writing and travel
Or dream of power
I thought about it once in a while,
Listening to the wind
I was waiting, I was waiting
I was waiting for your look to finally explain
The why of these goodbyes
all this long way
I was waiting, I was waiting, I was waiting for your love
Your beautiful your beautiful love
I was waiting for it to finally live
Giving my turn
I was waiting…