Les Chemins de L'amour
Les chemins qui vont á la mer
Ont gardé de notre passage
De fleurs effeuillée et l'écho sous leurs
Arbres de nos deux rires clairs
Hélas de jours de noheur
Radieuses joies envolées
Je vais sans retrouver traces
Dans mon coeur
Chemins de mon amour
Je vous cherche toujours
Chemins perdus
Vous n'ètes plus
Et vos échos sont sourds
Chemins du désepoir
Chemins du souvenir
Chemins du premier jour
Divins chemins d'amour
Si je dois l'oublier un jour
La vie effaçant toute chose
Je veux dans mon coeur qu'un souvenir
Repose plus fort que l'autre amour
Le souvenir du chemin
Ou tremblante et toute éperdue
Un jour j'ai senti sur moi brûler
Tes mains
Os Caminhos do Amor
Os caminhos que vão para o mar
Guardam a nossa passagem
Flores desfolhadas e o eco sob as árvores
De nossos risos claro
Ai! Dos dias felizes
Alegria radiante
Não encontro vestígio algum
No meu coração
Caminhos do meu amor
Eu estou sempre procurando por você
Caminhos perdidos
Vocês inexistem
E seus ecos emudeceram
Caminhos do desespero
Caminhos da lembrança
Caminhos do primeiro dia
Caminhos divinos do amor
Se um dia devo esquecê-los
A vida apaga todas as coisas
Quero que uma lembrança perdure no meu coração
Mais forte que um amor passado
A lembrança do caminho
Onde, trêmulo e apaixonado
Um dia senti sobre mim o calor
De suas mãos
The Paths of Love
The paths that lead to the sea
Have kept from our passing
Of scattered flowers and the echo under their
Trees of our two clear laughs
Alas for days of happiness
Radiant joys flown away
I go without finding traces
In my heart
Paths of my love
I always search for you
Lost paths
You are no longer
And your echoes are deaf
Paths of despair
Paths of memory
Paths of the first day
Divine paths of love
If I must forget it one day
Life erasing everything
I want in my heart a memory
To rest stronger than the other love
The memory of the path
Where trembling and completely lost
One day I felt burning on me
Your hands
The Paths of Love
The paths that lead to the sea
Keep our passage
Scattered flowers and the echo under the trees
Of our clear laughter
Alas! Of happy days
Radiant joy
I find no trace
In my heart
Paths of my love
I am always looking for you
Lost paths
You no longer exist
And your echoes are silent
Paths of despair
Paths of memory
Paths of the first day
Divine paths of love
If one day I must forget them
Life erasing everything
I want a memory to linger in my heart
Stronger than another love
The memory of the path
Where, trembling and completely lost
One day I felt the warmth
Of your hands
Escrita por: Francis Poulenc