The Corrs

The Corrs - I Know My Love French translation lyrics

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JE SAIS MON AMOUR

Je sais mon amour par cette facon de marcher
et je sais mon amour par cette facon de parler
et je sais mon amour habillé dans un costume de bleu
et si mon amour me quitte, que ferais-je...
[refrain]
et encore elle pleurait "je l'aime, le meilleur
et un esprit pertubé ne peut pas connaitre aucun repos
et encore elle pleurait, "les jolis garcons sont peu nombreux
et si mon amour me quitte, que ferais-je "
il y a une maison de danse à Maradyke
et la ma vérité aime adore aller toute les nuits
il prend une fille etrange sur son genou
et maintenant il ne pense pas que sa me vexe ?
[refrain]
Si mon amour savait que je peux laver et essorer
si mon amour savait que je peux coudre et filer
je voudrais faire un manteau de la plus excellente sorte
mais le manque d'argent me quitte derriere
[refrain]
je sais que mon amour est un vagabond fini
je sais qu'il errera autout du monde sauvage
dans ma chere vieille ireland il ne demeurera pas longtemps
avec une fille américaine il est sur de se marrier
[refrain] x2
que ferais-je...

I Know My Love

I know my love by his way of walking
And I know my love by his way of talking
And I know my love dressed in a suit of blue
And if my love leaves me what will I do...

And still she cried, "I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest"
And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do"

There is a dance house in Maradyke
And there my true love goes every night
He takes a strange girl upon his knee
Well now don`t you think that that vexes me?

And still she cried, "I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest"
And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do"

If my love knew I can wash and wring
If my love knew I can sew and spin
I`d make a coat of the finest kind
But the want of money sure leaves me behind

And still she cried, "I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest"
And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do"

I know my love is an arrant rover
I know he`ll wander the wild world over
In dear old Ireland he`ll no longer tarry
An American girl he`s sure to marry

And still she cried, "I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest"
And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do"

And still she cried, "I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest"
And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do"

What will I do...
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Copyrights:

Author: Paddy Moloney

Composer: ?

Publisher: Warner Music UK Ltd

Details:

Released in: 2006

Language: English

Translations: French

Appearing on: Dreams: The Ultimate Corrs Collection (2006) , Dreams (2006)

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