Lyrics of Parlez-Moi D'amour - Linda Ronstadt, Ann Savoy

Parlez-Moi D'amour (original)

Parlez moi d’amour
Redites-moi des choses tenders
Votre beau discours
Mon coeur n’est pas las de l’entendre
Pourvu que toujours
Vous repetiez ces mots supremes
Je vous aime
Vous savez bien
Que dans le fond je n’en crois rien
Mais cependant je veux encore
Ecouter ce mot que j’adore
Votre voix aux sons caressants
Qui la murmure en fremissant
Me berce de sa belle histoire
Et malgre moi je veux y croire
Parlez moi d’amour
Redites-moi des choses tenders
Votre beau discours
Mon coeur n’est pas las de l’entendre
Pourvu que toujours
Vous repetiez ces mots supremes
Je vous aime
Parlez moi d’amour
Redites-moi des choses tenders
Votre beau discours
Mon coeur n’est pas las de l’entendre
Pourvu que toujours
Vous repetiez ces mots supremes
Je vous aime
Parlez moi d’amour
Redites-moi des choses tenders
Votre beau discours
Mon coeur n’est pas las de l’entendre
Pourvu que toujours
Vous repetiez ces mots supremes
Je vous aime
Il est si doux
Mon cher tresor d’etre un peu fou
La vie est parfois trop amere
Si l’on ne croit pas aux chimeres
Le chagrin est vite apaise
Et se console d’un baiser
Du Coeur on guerit la blessure
Par un serment qui la rassure
Parlez moi d’amour
Redites-moi des choses tenders
Votre beau discours
Mon coeur n’est pas las de l’entendre
Pourvu que toujours
Vous repetiez ces mots supremes
Je vous aime
Speak to me of love
Tell me those tender things again
Your beautiful speech
My heart is not tired of hearing it Provided that you will always
Repeat these supreme words
I love you
You know well that underneath it all
I don’t believe any of it But meanwhile I want to still hear those words
That I adore
Your voice with its caressing sounds
That murmurs in trembling
Rocks me with its beautiful story
And in spite of myself I want to believe it It is so sweet, my dear treasure, to be a little crazy
Life is sometimes too bitter
If we don’t believe in little fancies
Sorrow is quickly quieted
And consoled from a kiss
From the heart
Wounds are healed by reassuring words

(translation)

Tell me about love
Tell me sweet things again
Your beautiful speech
My heart is not tired of hearing it
Provided that always
You repeated these supreme words
I like You
You know well
That deep down I don't believe it
But still I want
Listen to this word that I love
Your caressing voice
Who whispers it shuddering
Rocks me with her beautiful story
And in spite of myself I want to believe it
Tell me about love
Tell me sweet things again
Your beautiful speech
My heart is not tired of hearing it
Provided that always
You repeated these supreme words
I like You
Tell me about love
Tell me sweet things again
Your beautiful speech
My heart is not tired of hearing it
Provided that always
You repeated these supreme words
I like You
Tell me about love
Tell me sweet things again
Your beautiful speech
My heart is not tired of hearing it
Provided that always
You repeated these supreme words
I like You
He's so sweet
My dear treasure of being a little crazy
Life is sometimes too bitter
If you don't believe in chimeras
Sorrow is quickly appeased
And comforts himself with a kiss
From the heart we heal the wound
By an oath that reassures her
Tell me about love
Tell me sweet things again
Your beautiful speech
My heart is not tired of hearing it
Provided that always
You repeated these supreme words
I like You
Speak to me of love
Tell me those tender things again
Your beautiful speech
My heart is not tired of hearing it Provided that you will always
Repeat these supreme words
I love you
You know well that underneath it all
I don't believe any of it But meanwhile I want to still hear those words
That I adore
Your voice with its caressing sounds
That murmurs in trembling
Rocks me with its beautiful story
And in spite of myself I want to believe it It is so sweet, my dear treasure, to be a little crazy
Life is sometimes too bitter
If we don't believe in little fancies
Sorrow is quickly quieted
And consoled from a kiss
From the heart
Wounds are healed by reassuring words