Artist - Gyllene Tider
Album - Various Songs
Lyrics - Kung Av Sand
C'閠ait un gamin un gosse de Paris Sa seule famille 閠ait sa m¢e Une pauvre fille aux grands yeux fl閠ris Par le chagrin et la mis¢e
It was a kid a boy from Paris His sole family was his mother A poor girls with big faded eyes By sorrow and misery Elle aimait les fleurs, les roses surtout Et le cher bambin, le dimanche Lui apportait des roses blanches Au lieu d'acheter des joujoux La c'inant bien tendrement Il disait en les lui donnant
She loved flowers, especially roses And the belowed child, on sundays Was bringing her some white roses Instead of buy toys for himself Caressing her tenderly He was saying while giving them to her 獵'est aujourd'hui dimanche Tiens ma jolie maman Voici des roses blanches Toi qui les aimes tant Va quand je serai grand J'ach鑤erai au marchand Toutes ses roses blanches Pour toi jolie maman⌦'㤵'
Today it's sunday Here my beautiful mom Here are some white roses You who love them so much Go when I'll grow old I will buy from the store All of his white roses For you beautiful mommy Au dernier printemps le destin brutal Vint frapper la blonde ouvri¢e Elle tomba malade et pour l'hopital Le gamin vit partir sa m¢e Un matin d'avril parmi les promeneurs N'ayant plus un sous dans sa poche Sur un march⌦ㄲ㬸 le pauvre gosse Furtivement vola quelques fleurs La fleuriste l'ayant surpris, en baissant la t阾e il lui dit
On last spring brutal destiny Came hitting the blond worker She became ill and for the hospital The boy saw his mother leave A morning of april among the walkers Not having anymore a single penny in his pocket On the market the poor boy Furtively stole some flowers The florist (woman) having caught him, lowering his eyes he told her 獵'est aujourd'hui dimanche Et j'allais voir maman J'ai pris ces roses blanches Elle les aiment tant Sur son petit lit blanc L⌦ㄲn-bas elle m'attend J'ai pris ces roses blanches Pour ma jolie maman⌦'㤵'
Today it's sunday And I was going to visit mommy I took those white roses She love them so much On her little white bed In there she's waiting for me I took those white roses For my beautiful mommy La marchande 閙ue doucement lui dit 獷mporte-les je te les donnent⌦'㤵''氀氀' 氀✀'洀戀爀愀猀猀愀 '琀 氀✀'渀昀愀渀琀 瀀愀爀琀椀琀 Tout rayonnant qu'on le pardonne Puis ⌦ㄲn l'h魀ital il vint en courant Pour offrir les fleurs ⌦ㄲn sa m¢e Mais en le voyant une infirmi¢e Lui dit: 玊u n'as plus de maman⌦'㤵''琀 氀' 最愀洀椀渀 猀✀愀最'渀漀'椀氀氀愀渀琀Ⰰ 搀椀琀 搀'瘀愀渀琀 氀' 瀀'琀椀琀 氀椀琀 戀氀愀渀挀
The touched merchant told him softly Have them I give them to you She kissed him and he left All shinning that he was forgiven Then to the hospital he came running To offer the flowers to his mother But seeing him a nurse Told him: You no longer have a mommy And the boy kneeling down told in front of the little white bed 獵'est aujourd'hui dimanche Tiens ma jolie maman Voici des roses blanches Toi qui les aimais tant Et quand tu t'en iras Au grand jardin l⌦ㄲn-bas Ces belles roses blanches Tu les emporteras⌦'㤵'
Today it's sunday Here my beautiful mom Here are some white roses You who loved them so much And when you'll leave To the great garden up there Those beautiful white roses You'll bring them along
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