Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mon arbre , by - Gilbert Bécaud. Song from the album Gilbert Becaud (1964-1966), in the genre ПопRelease date: 20.11.2011
Record label: Parlophone France
Song language: French
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mon arbre , by - Gilbert Bécaud. Song from the album Gilbert Becaud (1964-1966), in the genre ПопMon arbre(original) |
| Il avait poussé par hasard |
| Dans notre cour sans le savoir |
| Comme un aveugle dans le noir |
| Mon arbre |
| Il était si petit |
| Que c'était mon ami |
| Car j'étais tout petit |
| Comme lui |
| J’attendais de lui le printemps |
| Avec deux ou trois fleurs d’argent |
| Un peu de vert, un peu de blanc |
| Mon arbre |
| Et ma vie s’accrochait |
| A cet arbre léger |
| Qui grandissait |
| Comme je grandissais |
| Je savais qu'à force d’amour |
| Avec un peu d’eau tous les jours |
| Il ferait exploser la cour |
| Mon arbre |
| Qu’il grimperait de joie |
| Bien par-dessus mon toit |
| Pour toucher le soleil |
| De ses doigts |
| Quand le printemps nous fut donné |
| Toute la cour le regardait |
| Se demandant jusqu’où irait |
| Mon arbre |
| Mais moi je savais bien |
| Qu’il irait très très loin |
| Qu’il monterait jusqu’au soleil |
| Au moins |
| Un jour il a fallu gagner |
| J’ai voyagé, j’ai travaillé |
| Mais je ne l’ai pas oublié |
| Mon arbre |
| Si je reviens chez moi |
| Et s’il est encor là |
| Qui sait s’il me reconnaîtra |
| Mon arbre, mon arbre, mon arbre |
| (translation) |
| He had accidentally pushed |
| In our backyard unknowingly |
| Like a blind man in the dark |
| my tree |
| He was so small |
| That was my friend |
| Because I was very young |
| Like him |
| I expected spring from him |
| With two or three silver flowers |
| A little green, a little white |
| my tree |
| And my life was hanging on |
| To this light tree |
| who grew up |
| As I was growing up |
| I knew that by dint of love |
| With a little water every day |
| He would blow up the yard |
| my tree |
| That he would climb with joy |
| Way over my roof |
| To touch the sun |
| With his fingers |
| When spring was given to us |
| The whole court was looking at him |
| Wondering how far would go |
| my tree |
| But I knew well |
| That he would go very very far |
| That he would climb up to the sun |
| At least |
| One day we had to win |
| I traveled, I worked |
| But I haven't forgotten it |
| my tree |
| If I come home |
| And if he's still there |
| Who knows if he'll recognize me |
| My tree, my tree, my tree |
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