Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jardinier Bénévole , by - Françoise Hardy. Song from the album Triple Best Of, in the genre РелаксRelease date: 09.04.2009
Record label: Parlophone France
Song language: French
Jardinier Bénévole(original) |
| Le carnaval |
| Partout bat son plein |
| Les gens qui parlent |
| Ne me disent rien |
| Leur idéal |
| Me laisse sur ma faim: |
| Tellement de mal |
| Pour si peu de bien… |
| Les sentiments auxquels je m’adonne |
| Sont là pour embellir la maison |
| Mais si les sentiments t’abandonnent |
| N’aie pas peur de dire les choses commes elles sont… |
| J’ouvrirai grand mes bras |
| De prisonnière sur parole |
| Mettrai les choses à plat |
| J’aurai été à bonne école… |
| Dans les armoires |
| Il ne reste rien |
| Ni perle rare |
| Ni mot de la fin… |
| L'être ou l’avoir? |
| Mieux vaut faire le point |
| Tout nous sépare |
| Et tout se rejoint… |
| Les sentiments auxquels je m’adonne |
| Sont là pour embellir le jardin |
| Mais si les sentiments t’abandonnent |
| Inutile de mettre de l’eau dans ton vin… |
| J’ouvrirai grand mes bras |
| De jardinier bénévole |
| Qui brave la pluie le froid |
| Et garde la tête sur les épaules… |
| J’ouvrirai grand les bras |
| Pour que tu prennes ton envol |
| Et je resterai là |
| Sans jamais perdre la boussole… |
| J’ouvrirai grand mes bras |
| De jardinier bénévole… |
| (translation) |
| The carnival |
| Everywhere is in full swing |
| people who talk |
| Don't tell me anything |
| Their ideal |
| Leaves me on my hunger: |
| So much wrong |
| For so little good... |
| The feelings I indulge |
| Are there to beautify the house |
| But if feelings leave you |
| Don't be afraid to tell it like it is... |
| I will open my arms wide |
| From a prisoner on parole |
| I'll put things right |
| I would have gone to a good school... |
| In the cupboards |
| Nothing is left |
| Nor rare pearl |
| No final word... |
| To be or to have? |
| Better take stock |
| Everything separates us |
| And it all comes together... |
| The feelings I indulge |
| Are there to beautify the garden |
| But if feelings leave you |
| No need to put water in your wine... |
| I will open my arms wide |
| From volunteer gardener |
| Who braves the rain the cold |
| And keep your head on your shoulders... |
| I will open my arms wide |
| For you to take flight |
| And I will stay there |
| Without ever losing the compass... |
| I will open my arms wide |
| From volunteer gardener... |