Una bella historia
Una bella historia, alguien me contó
un romance igual que los de hoy
él marchaba al norte de regreso ya
ella para el sur, hacia el hogar, el hogar
el camino los llevó aquel hogar
en un viaje de vacaciones
con su mundo de ilusiones
hasta el cielo azul ahí brillaba más
su ternura les regalaba
y ellos solo pensaron en amar.
Su perfume fresco el prado les brindo
y hasta el manantial, oyó su canción
de la vida hablaron y de ser feliz
ellos que empezaban a vivir, a vivir
el camino los llevo aquel hogar
en un viaje de vacaciones
con su mundo de ilusiones
hasta el cielo azul ahí brillaba mas
su ternura les regalaba
y ellos solo pensaron en amar.
Una bella historia, alguien me contó
un romance igual que los de hoy
él marchaba al norte de regreso ya
ella para el sur hacia el hogar, el hogar
la mañana los llevó a separar
de ese viaje de vacaciones
de ese mundo de ilusiones
iban a partir los dos de aquel lugar
después de saludar los prados
cada uno se fue con su soñar.
Él marchaba al norte de regreso ya
ella para el sur hacia el hogar
una bella historia, alguien me contó
un romance igual que los de hoy
A beautiful story
A beautiful story, someone told me
A romance just like those of today
He was heading north, already on his way back
She was heading south, towards home, home
The road led them to that home
On a vacation trip
With their world of illusions
Until the blue sky shone brighter there
Their tenderness gave them
And they only thought about loving.
The fresh scent of the meadow gave them
And even the spring, heard their song
They talked about life and being happy
They who were just beginning to live, to live
The road led them to that home
On a vacation trip
With their world of illusions
Until the blue sky shone brighter there
Their tenderness gave them
And they only thought about loving.
A beautiful story, someone told me
A romance just like those of today
He was heading north, already on his way back
She was heading south towards home, home
The morning led them to part
From that vacation trip
From that world of illusions
They were going to leave the two of that place
After greeting the meadows
Each one went with their dreaming.
He was heading north, already on his way back
She was heading south towards home
A beautiful story, someone told me
A romance just like those of today
Escrita por: Michel Fugain / Pierre Delanoë