Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La facteur, artist - Georges Moustaki. Date of issue: 09.11.2014
Song language: French
La facteur(original) |
| Paroles originales et musique: Manos Hadjidakis |
| Paroles franaises: Georges Moustaki |
| 1962 by Musik ditions Europaton |
| (Parl) Le jeune facteur est mort |
| Il n’avait que dix-sept ans |
| Tout est fini pour nous deux maintenant |
| (Chant) L’amour ne peut v oyager |
| Il a perdu son messager |
| C’est lui qui venait chaque jour |
| Les bras chargs de tous mes mots d’amour |
| C’est lui qui portait dans ses mains |
| La fleur d’amour cueillie dans ton jardin |
| Il est parti dans le ciel bleu |
| Comme un oiseau enfin libre e t heureux |
| Et quand son me l’a quitt |
| Un rossignol quelque part a chant |
| Je t’aime autant que je t’aimais |
| Mais je ne peux le dire dsormais |
| Il a emport avec lui |
| Les derniers mots que j’avais crits |
| Il n’ira plus sur les chemins |
| Fleuris de rose |
| et de jasmin |
| Qui mnent jusqu’ta maison |
| L’amour ne peut plus voyager |
| Il a perdu son messager |
| Et mon coeur est comme en prison… |
| Il est parti l’adolescent |
| Qui t’apportait mes joies et mes tourments |
| L’hiver a tu le printemps |
| Tout est fini pour |
| nous deux maintenant. |
| (translation) |
| Original lyrics and music: Manos Hadjidakis |
| French lyrics: Georges Moustaki |
| 1962 by Musik editions Europaton |
| (Parl) The young postman is dead |
| He was only seventeen |
| It's all over for both of us now |
| (Singing) Love Can't Travel |
| He lost his messenger |
| He was the one who came every day |
| Arms loaded with all my words of love |
| It was he who carried in his hands |
| The flower of love picked from your garden |
| He's gone into the blue sky |
| Like a bird finally free and happy |
| And when his left me |
| A nightingale somewhere is singing |
| I love you as much as I loved you |
| But I can't tell anymore |
| He took with him |
| The last words that I had written |
| He will no longer go on the roads |
| Rose blossoms |
| and jasmine |
| Which lead to your house |
| Love can no longer travel |
| He lost his messenger |
| And my heart is like in prison... |
| He left the teenager |
| Who brought you my joys and my torments |
| Winter has thou spring |
| It's all over for |
| both of us now. |