Translation of the song lyrics Le Bonheur - DORVAL

Le Bonheur (original)

C’est le volet entre-ouvert
Un rayon de lumière
La brume du matin
C’est la venue du printemps
Des oiseaux sur un banc
Le parfum du jasmin
C’est le vent qui laisse aller son souffle doux
C’est la pluie qui rebondit sur nos deux joues
Il n’est pas loin
Ce bonheur dont on nous parle si souvent
Celui qu’on cherche, qui s’enfuit qui nous attend
Rien n’est plus beau
Que ces instants
Il n’est pas loin
Ce bonheur que l’on nous cache si souvent
Celui qu’on perd, qui nous échappe, que l’on attend
Rien n’est plus beau
Que ces moments
C’est les marches sur la plage
Les idées de voyages
Les lancers de ballons
C’est le sentier dans les dunes
Les nuits de pleine lune
La voile à l’horizon
C’est la mer qui va et vient sur nos pieds nus
C’est le ciel qui peu à peu s’est dévêtu
Il n’est pas loin
Ce bonheur dont on nous parle si souvent
Celui qu’on cherche, qui s’enfuit qui nous attend
Rien n’est plus beau
Que ces instants
Il n’est pas loin
Ce bonheur que l’on nous cache si souvent
Celui qu’on perd, qui nous échappe, que l’on attend
Rien n’est plus beau
Que ces moments
C’est le volet entre-ouvert
Un rayon de lumière
La brume du matin

Le Bonheur (translation)

It's the half-open shutter
A ray of light
The morning mist
It's the coming of spring
Birds on a bench
The scent of jasmine
It's the wind that lets go of its gentle breath
It's the rain bouncing off both of our cheeks
It's not far
This happiness that we are told so often
The one we are looking for, who flees who is waiting for us
Nothing is more beautiful
That these moments
It's not far
This happiness that is so often hidden from us
The one that we lose, that escapes us, that we expect
Nothing is more beautiful
That these moments
It's the steps on the beach
Travel Ideas
Ball throws
This is the trail in the dunes
Full moon nights
The sail on the horizon
It's the sea that comes and goes on our bare feet
It's the sky that little by little undressed
It's not far
This happiness that we are told so often
The one we are looking for, who flees who is waiting for us
Nothing is more beautiful
That these moments
It's not far
This happiness that is so often hidden from us
The one that we lose, that escapes us, that we expect
Nothing is more beautiful
That these moments
It's the half-open shutter
A ray of light
The morning mist