Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ce N'est Rien, artist - Julien Clerc. Album song Fans, je vous aime, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 17.11.2016
Record label: Parlophone (France)
Song language: French
Ce N'est Rien(original) |
| Ce n’est rien |
| tu le sais bien le temps passe ce n’est rien |
| tu sais bien |
| elles s’en vont comme les bateaux et soudain |
| ca revient |
| pour un bateua qui s’en va et revient |
| il y a mille coquille de noix sur ton chemin |
| qui coule et c’est tres bien |
| REFRAIN |
| et c’est comme une tourterelle |
| qui s’eloigne a tir d’aile |
| en emportant le duvet qui etait ton lid un beau matin |
| et ce n’est qu’une fleur nouvelle |
| et qui s’en va vers la grele |
| comme un petit bateau frele sur l’océan |
| ce n’est rien |
| tu le sais bien le temps passe ce n’est rien |
| tu sais bien |
| elles s’en vont comme les bateaux et soudain |
| ca previent |
| comme un bateau qui revient et soudain |
| il y a mille sirenes de joie sur ton chemin |
| qui resonnent et c’est tres bien |
| REFRAIn |
| Ca previent comme un bateau qui revient |
| et soudain |
| il y a mille sirenes de joie sur ton chemin |
| qui resonnent et c’est tres bien |
| et ce n’est qu’une tourterelle |
| qui reviendra a tir d’aile |
| en rapportant le duvet qui etait son lit un beau matin |
| et ce n’est qu’une fleur nouvelle |
| et qui s’en va vers la grele |
| comme un petit bateau frele sur l’ocean |
| (translation) |
| It's nothing |
| you know it well time passes it's nothing |
| you know well |
| they leave like ships and suddenly |
| it comes back |
| for a boat that goes and comes back |
| there are a thousand nutshells on your way |
| flowing and it's very good |
| CHORUS |
| and it's like a dove |
| which flies away |
| taking away the duvet that was your lid one fine morning |
| and it's just a new flower |
| and who goes to the hail |
| like a frail little boat on the ocean |
| it's nothing |
| you know it well time passes it's nothing |
| you know well |
| they leave like ships and suddenly |
| it warns |
| like a boat coming back and suddenly |
| there are a thousand sirens of joy on your way |
| which resonate and it is very good |
| Chorus |
| It warns like a ship coming back |
| and suddenly |
| there are a thousand sirens of joy on your way |
| which resonate and it is very good |
| and it's just a dove |
| who will come back on the wing |
| bringing back the duvet that was his bed one fine morning |
| and it's just a new flower |
| and who goes to the hail |
| like a frail little boat on the ocean |