The Corrs
The Corrs - I Know My Love Franse vertaling songtekst
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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...