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Il y a

I love this song...

(Angie, Would you someday teach me how to add youtube the COOL way?)

Il y a

Il y a
Du thym, de la bruyère
Et des bois de pin
Rien de bien malin

Il y a
Des ruisseaux, des clairières
Pas de quoi en faire
Un plat de ce coin
Il y a des odeurs de menthe
Et des cheminées
Et des feux dedans

Il y a
Des jours et des nuits lentes
Et l'histoire absente
Banalement

Et loin de tout, loin de moi
C'est là que tu te sens chez toi
De là que tu pars, où tu reviens chaque fois
Et où tout finira

Il y a
Des enfants, des grands-mères
Une petite église
Et un grand café

Il y a
Au fond du cimetière
Des joies, des misères
Et du temps passé

Il y a
Une petite école
Et des bancs de bois
Tout comme autrefois

Il y a
Des images qui collent
Au bout de tes doigts
Et ton coeur qui bat

Et loin de tout, loin de moi
C'est là que tu te sens chez toi
De là que tu pars, où tu reviens chaque fois
Et où tout finira

Et plus la terre est aride, et plus cet amour est grand
Comme un mineur à sa mine, un marin à son ocean
Plus la nature est ingrate, avide de sueur et de boue
Parce que l'on a tant besoin que l'on ait besoin de
Nous
Elle porte les stigmates de leur peine et de leur sang
Comme une mère préfère un peu son plus fragile
Enfant

Et loin de tout, loin de moi
C'est là que tu te sens chez toi
De là que tu pars, où tu reviens chaque fois
Et où tout finira

[ Il Y A Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]
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Karyn said…
It's a beautiful song. I don't have any idea what it means though. Do you speak French? Can you translate?
November 5, 2008 at 5:35 PM
Angie said…
Indeed, I would love to teach. Stop by "my office" sometime and it would be a pleasure.
November 7, 2008 at 3:29 PM
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