Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Eden Blues, artist - Édith Piaf. Album song Édith Piaf, Coffre Rouge Integral, Vol. 8/10, in the genre ЭстрадаDate of issue: 14.03.1962
Record label: EFen
Song language: French
Eden Blues(original) |
| En descendant le fleuve argent |
| Qui roule jusqu’au N? |
| vada |
| On voit la plaine qui s'?tend |
| A l’est de Santa Lucia |
| Les villes s’appellent Natividad |
| San Miguel ou San Lorenzo |
| Les filles s’appellent Soledad |
| Les gar? |
| ons gardent les troupeaux |
| C’est l? |
| que Jim a rencontr? |
| Sur une route un soir de pluie |
| Catherine la fille d’un fermier |
| Et qu’ils s’aim?rent toute la nuit |
| Le soleil fait briller son or |
| Dans quelques rares flaques d’eau |
| Le cactus forme le d? |
| cor |
| Le chardon couvre les coteaux |
| C’est l? |
| qu’Adam le s? |
| nateur |
| Est venu finir ses vieux jours |
| Puis il est mort d’un coup au c? |
| ur |
| On pr? |
| tend que c’est du mal d’amour |
| Mais les fleurs couch? |
| es par le vent |
| Semblent prier pour son repos |
| La lune verse une larme d’argent |
| Sur la croix blanche du tombeau |
| En descendant le fleuve argent |
| Qui roule jusqu’au N? |
| vada |
| On voit la plaine qui s'?tend |
| A l’est de Santa Lucia |
| Les villes s’appellent Natividad |
| San Miguel ou San Lorenzo |
| Les filles s’appellent Soledad |
| Les gar? |
| ons gardent les troupeaux |
| (translation) |
| Down the silver river |
| Who rides to N? |
| vada |
| We see the plain stretching out |
| East of Santa Lucia |
| The cities are called Natividad |
| San Miguel or San Lorenzo |
| The girls are called Soledad |
| Guys? |
| we keep the flocks |
| It's? |
| that Jim met? |
| On a road on a rainy night |
| Catherine the Farmer's Daughter |
| And they love each other all night long |
| The sun shines its gold |
| In a few puddles of water |
| The cactus forms the d? |
| horn |
| The thistle covers the hillsides |
| It's? |
| that Adam the s? |
| nator |
| Has come to end his old days |
| Then he died from a blow to the heart? |
| ur |
| We pr? |
| says it's lovesick |
| But the flowers lying? |
| are by the wind |
| Seem to pray for his rest |
| The moon sheds a silver tear |
| On the white cross of the tomb |
| Down the silver river |
| Who rides to N? |
| vada |
| We see the plain stretching out |
| East of Santa Lucia |
| The cities are called Natividad |
| San Miguel or San Lorenzo |
| The girls are called Soledad |
| Guys? |
| we keep the flocks |