歌曲 | La chanson des vieux amants |
歌手 | Jacques Brel |
专辑 | Jacques Brel 67 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
英文翻译: | |
《The old lovers' song (My wonderful love)》 | |
Of course, we had storms | |
Twenty years of love, it's mad love | |
A thousand times, you took your luggage | |
A thousand times, I left the nest | |
And each piece of furniture remembers | |
In this cradleless bedroom | |
The old storms' fits | |
Nothing looked like anything | |
You had lost your liking for water | |
And I had lost mine for seduction | |
But my love | |
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love | |
From the clear dawn until the end of the day | |
I love you still, you know, I love you | |
I, I know all your spells | |
You know all my charms | |
You kept me from trap to trap | |
I lost you from time to time | |
Of course, you took a few lovers | |
Time had to be spent | |
The body just has to exult | |
In the end, in the end | |
It took us much talent | |
To be old without being adults | |
But my love | |
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love | |
From the clear dawn until the end of the day | |
I love you still, you know, I love you | |
Oh, my love | |
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love | |
From the clear dawn until the end of the day | |
I love you still, you know, I love you | |
And the more time goes along with us | |
And the more time torments us | |
But is it not the worst trap | |
To live peacefully for lovers | |
Of course, you cry a little less early | |
I go off the deep end a little later | |
We protect less our mysteries | |
We let less chance do | |
We are wary of the waterflow | |
But it is still loving war | |
But my love | |
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love | |
From the clear dawn until the end of the day | |
I love you still, you know, I love you | |
Oh, my love... | |
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love | |
From the clear dawn until the end of the day | |
I love you still, you know, I love you |
ying wen fan yi: | |
The old lovers' song My wonderful love | |
Of course, we had storms | |
Twenty years of love, it' s mad love | |
A thousand times, you took your luggage | |
A thousand times, I left the nest | |
And each piece of furniture remembers | |
In this cradleless bedroom | |
The old storms' fits | |
Nothing looked like anything | |
You had lost your liking for water | |
And I had lost mine for seduction | |
But my love | |
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love | |
From the clear dawn until the end of the day | |
I love you still, you know, I love you | |
I, I know all your spells | |
You know all my charms | |
You kept me from trap to trap | |
I lost you from time to time | |
Of course, you took a few lovers | |
Time had to be spent | |
The body just has to exult | |
In the end, in the end | |
It took us much talent | |
To be old without being adults | |
But my love | |
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love | |
From the clear dawn until the end of the day | |
I love you still, you know, I love you | |
Oh, my love | |
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love | |
From the clear dawn until the end of the day | |
I love you still, you know, I love you | |
And the more time goes along with us | |
And the more time torments us | |
But is it not the worst trap | |
To live peacefully for lovers | |
Of course, you cry a little less early | |
I go off the deep end a little later | |
We protect less our mysteries | |
We let less chance do | |
We are wary of the waterflow | |
But it is still loving war | |
But my love | |
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love | |
From the clear dawn until the end of the day | |
I love you still, you know, I love you | |
Oh, my love... | |
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love | |
From the clear dawn until the end of the day | |
I love you still, you know, I love you |
yīng wén fān yì: | |
The old lovers' song My wonderful love | |
Of course, we had storms | |
Twenty years of love, it' s mad love | |
A thousand times, you took your luggage | |
A thousand times, I left the nest | |
And each piece of furniture remembers | |
In this cradleless bedroom | |
The old storms' fits | |
Nothing looked like anything | |
You had lost your liking for water | |
And I had lost mine for seduction | |
But my love | |
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love | |
From the clear dawn until the end of the day | |
I love you still, you know, I love you | |
I, I know all your spells | |
You know all my charms | |
You kept me from trap to trap | |
I lost you from time to time | |
Of course, you took a few lovers | |
Time had to be spent | |
The body just has to exult | |
In the end, in the end | |
It took us much talent | |
To be old without being adults | |
But my love | |
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love | |
From the clear dawn until the end of the day | |
I love you still, you know, I love you | |
Oh, my love | |
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love | |
From the clear dawn until the end of the day | |
I love you still, you know, I love you | |
And the more time goes along with us | |
And the more time torments us | |
But is it not the worst trap | |
To live peacefully for lovers | |
Of course, you cry a little less early | |
I go off the deep end a little later | |
We protect less our mysteries | |
We let less chance do | |
We are wary of the waterflow | |
But it is still loving war | |
But my love | |
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love | |
From the clear dawn until the end of the day | |
I love you still, you know, I love you | |
Oh, my love... | |
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love | |
From the clear dawn until the end of the day | |
I love you still, you know, I love you |