Georges Brassens – Il n’y a pas d’amour heureux Lyrics
Artist: Georges Brassens
Song: Il n’y a pas d’amour heureux
Rien n’est jamais acquis à l’homme, ni sa force
Ni sa faiblesse ni son cœur, et quand il croit
Ouvrir ses bras son ombre est celle d’une croix
Et quand il veut serrer son bonheur il le broie
Sa vie est un étrange et douloureux divorce
Il n’y a pas d’amour heureux
Sa vie elle ressemble à ces soldats sans armes
Qu’on avait habillés pour un autre destin
À quoi peut leur servir de se lever matin
Eux qu’on retrouve au soir, désarmés, incertains
Dites ces mots ma vie et retenez vos larmes
Il n’y a pas d’amour heureux
Mon bel amour, mon cher amour, ma déchirure
Je te porte dans moi comme un oiseau blessé
Et ceux-là sans savoir nous regardent passer
Répétant après moi les mots que j’ai tressés
Et qui pour tes grands yeux tout aussitôt moururent
Il n’y a pas d’amour heureux
Le temps d’apprendre à vivre il est déjà trop tard
Que pleurent dans la nuit nos cœurs à l’unisson
Ce qu’il faut de regrets pour payer un frisson
Ce qu’il faut de malheur pour la moindre chanson
Ce qu’il faut de sanglots pour un air de guitare
Il n’y a pas d’amour heureux
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Il n’y a pas d’amour heureux Lyrics – English Translation
Nothing is never acquired to man or his strength
Nor his weakness or his heart, and when he believes
Open his arms his shadow is that of a cross
And when he wants to tighten his happiness he
His life is a strange and painful divorce
there is no happy love
His life she looks like these soldiers without weapons
That we had dressed for another destiny
What can be used to get up
They find at night, disarmed, uncertain
Say these words my life and hold your tears
there is no happy love
My beautiful love, my dear love, my tearing
I wear you in me like a wounded bird
And those without knowing us look at
Repeating after me the words I braided
And who for your big eyes all immediately died
there is no happy love
The time to learn to live it is already too late
What we’re crying in the night our hearts in unison
What it takes regret to pay a shiver
What it takes from misfortune for the slightest song
What it takes sobs for a guitar air
there is no happy love
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Georges Brassens Lyrics – Il n’y a pas d’amour heureux
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From the album:
All My Succes – Georges Brassens
Release Year: 2010