Nhạc sĩ: Charles Aznavour
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Tu vis dans un silence éternel et muet
Je traduis tes regards et lis dans tes sourires
Interprétant les mots que tes mains veulent dire
Dans ton langage étrange qui semble être un ballet
Un émouvant ballet que tu règles pour moi
De gestes fascinants qui sont jamais les mêmes
Et quand du bout des doigts tu murmures je t'aime
J'ai l'impression parfois comme entendre ta voix
Oh my love
Mon amour
Quiet love
Mon amour
I am calm
Whenever you are near
And want you so to hear
What I feel in my heart
My lover makes no sound
His language is his hands
I watch his fingers dance
And try to understand
I try to understand
His elegant ballet
In my heart I can hear
The words he wrote me
He longs to say
And so I've learned to speak
A language he can hear
To tell him how I feel
Whenever he is near
He lives around the block
It's just a little walk
We'll meet tonight at eight
At eight tonight
At eight tonight
We'll talk
Oh my love
Oh my love
Quiet love
Quiet love
I am calm
Whenever you are near
And somehow
I can hear
What your heart wants to say
I have a small surprise
I have a small surprise
To spring on you tonight
Me trouvant près de toi
I'm learning how to sign
Commentaire étrangère
Please God I get it right
Ne pouvant me servir
It's something that you do
D'aucun vocabulaire
With confidence and ease
A mon tour j'ai appris
I'm clumsier than you
Le langage des mains
This might come out
Chinese
Tu ris un peu de moi
But come into my heart
Quand tu vois mes efforts
It's never danced this way
Car je suis maladroit
I'm nervous and it's hard
Et fais souvent des gaffes
I have so much to say
Je n'ai jamais été
I've always been afraid
Très fort en orthographe
My dreams seem so unreal
Mais je tente à te dire
But now I bless this world
Et je t'aime aussi fort
For how you make me feel
Pour mon amour
Oh my love
Oh my love
Oh my love
Oh my love
You are shy
So shy
So am I
But if you would tell me
That it's true
You feel the way I do
Then tomorrow
Can start
As we are
Together we'll grow
For wise men always say
That in silence
There's gold
I love you Charles Chateaume