Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Manuel , by - Dalida. Song from the album L'Intégrale Des Enregistrements Orlando, in the genre ЭстрадаRelease date: 31.12.1998
Record label: Barclay
Song language: French
Manuel(original) |
| Il a passé quatre saisons |
| entre les murs d 'une prison |
| Moi je l 'ai attendu Manuel |
| J’ai vu refleurir son jardin |
| et j’ai compté chaque matin |
| Qui me ramènerait Manuel |
| J’ai pris cent fois le même train |
| pour échanger devant témoin |
| Des mots d 'amour sans importance |
| Je savais lire dans ses yeux |
| Des larmes cachées de son mieux |
| C’est dur de voir pleurer un homme |
| La porte s 'ouvre sur la liberté |
| Même la pluie ne change rien |
| Il fait beau ce matin |
| Il a suffi t de presque rien |
| pour faire basculer son destin |
| Sur les mauvais chemins Manuel |
| Pour une erreur de jeunesse |
| il a entamé sa jeunesse |
| Pourra-t-il oublier Manuel |
| Il a parfois pensé au pire |
| moi je m’efforçais de sourire |
| Et de lui redonner confiance |
| Je disais ne t’inquiète pas |
| Jean François te reconnaîtra |
| Je lui parle souvent de son père |
| La porte s 'ouvre sur la liberté |
| Même la pluie ne change rien |
| Il fait beau ce matin |
| Il a passé quatre saisons |
| entre les murs d’une prison |
| Moi je l 'ai attendu Manuel |
| C’est aujourd’hui qu’il me revient |
| Je vais l 'attendre au dernier train |
| Qui me ramènera Manuel |
| J’ai coupé des fleurs ce matin |
| J’ai remis la robe de satin |
| puisque c’est celle qu’il préfère |
| Voilà qu’il rentre à la maison |
| Moi je vais croire qu’il tiendra bon |
| Ce soir je dîne avec |
| Manuel. |
| (translation) |
| He spent four seasons |
| between the walls of a prison |
| I waited for him Manuel |
| I saw his garden bloom again |
| and I counted each morning |
| Who would bring me back Manuel |
| I took the same train a hundred times |
| to talk in front of a witness |
| Words of love without importance |
| I could read her eyes |
| Hidden tears as best she can |
| It's hard to see a man cry |
| The door opens to freedom |
| Even the rain don't change a thing |
| It's sunny this morning |
| It was enough for almost nothing |
| to change his fate |
| On the wrong paths Manuel |
| For a youthful mistake |
| he began his youth |
| Can he forget Manuel |
| He sometimes thought the worst |
| I was trying to smile |
| And restore her confidence |
| I said don't worry |
| Jean François will recognize you |
| I often talk to him about his father |
| The door opens to freedom |
| Even the rain don't change a thing |
| It's sunny this morning |
| He spent four seasons |
| between the walls of a prison |
| I waited for him Manuel |
| Today it comes back to me |
| I'll wait for him at the last train |
| Who will bring me back Manuel |
| I cut flowers this morning |
| I put the satin dress back on |
| because it's the one he prefers |
| Here he comes home |
| I'll believe he'll hold on |
| Tonight I dine with |
| Manual. |