Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ma femme, artist - Sacha Distel. Album song The Very Best of Sacha Distel (44 Essential Songs), in the genre Современный джазDate of issue: 07.12.2014
Song language: French
Ma femme(original) |
| C’est pas dans le vent, c’est une drôle d’idée |
| Dire comme ça tendrement deux mots démodés |
| Ma femme… ma femme… |
| Mais sans fleurs, sans discours et sans la mairie |
| Pour le cœur c’est chaque jour que l’on se marie |
| Ma femme… ma femme… |
| Curieuse impression d’avoir cherché quelqu’un |
| Et d’en respirer toujours le parfum |
| Ma femme… ma femme… |
| Depuis des années elle porte mon nom |
| Ma fiche à xxxxx porte son prénom |
| Ma femme… ma femme… |
| C’est ma tendresse, ma passion, ma richesse |
| Ma raison, ma folie, l’horizon de mon pays |
| Ma chanson des choses de la vie |
| Et le temps partagé, n’ont fait jour et nuit |
| Que nous rapprocher |
| Il m’est arrivé un soir de l’oublier |
| Elle a très bien su oublier d’en parler |
| Ma femme… ma femme… |
| Jamais auprès d’elle je n’ai connu l’ennui |
| Et quand je suis seul elle est ma nostalgie |
| Ma femme… ma femme… |
| C’est ma tendresse, ma passion, ma richesse |
| Ma raison, ma folie, l’horizon de mon pays |
| Ma chanson |
| Les jours difficiles ne nous ont pas manqués |
| On a toute la vie pour les effacer |
| C’est ma tendresse, ma passion, ma richesse |
| Ma raison, ma folie, l’horizon… |
| (translation) |
| It's not in the wind, it's a funny idea |
| To say like that tenderly two old-fashioned words |
| My wife... my wife... |
| But without flowers, without speeches and without the town hall |
| For the heart it's every day that we get married |
| My wife... my wife... |
| Curious impression of having looked for someone |
| And to always breathe in the scent |
| My wife... my wife... |
| She's had my name for years |
| My listing at xxxxx has his first name |
| My wife... my wife... |
| It's my tenderness, my passion, my wealth |
| My reason, my madness, the horizon of my country |
| My song of the things of life |
| And the timeshare, did day and night |
| That bring us closer |
| I happened to forget her one night |
| She knew very well how to forget to mention it |
| My wife... my wife... |
| Never with her I have known boredom |
| And when I'm alone she's my longing |
| My wife... my wife... |
| It's my tenderness, my passion, my wealth |
| My reason, my madness, the horizon of my country |
| My song |
| We haven't missed the hard days |
| We have our whole life to erase them |
| It's my tenderness, my passion, my wealth |
| My reason, my madness, the horizon... |