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SARAH BRIGHTMAN lyrics - "Voici Le Printemps" Voice le printemps qui passe; "Bonjour, tisserand, bonjour! Ami, cede-moi ta place, J'en ai besoin pour un jour. C'est moi qui fais la toilette Des bois, des pres et des fleurs. Donne vite ta navette; Tu sais qu'on m'attend ailleurs." Voice le printemps qui passe; "Bonjour, mon peintre, bonjour! Ta main s'obstine et se lasse, À faire un semblant du jour. Donne vite ta palette Ta palette et ton pinceau. Tu vas voir le ciel en fate Rajeunir dans mon tableau." Voice le printemps qui passe; "Bonjour, fillettes, bonjour! Donnez vos fuseaux, de grâce, Que je travaille a mon tour. J'ai promis sous less charmilles Ma laine aux nids d'alentour. Je vous dirai, jeunes filles, Ou se niche aussi l'amour." [Here Is The Spring Passing By] Here is the Spring passing by; "Good day, weaver, good day! My friend, lend me your chair, I need it for a day. I am he who cleanses The woods, the meadows and the flowers. Quickly, lend me your shuttle; I am awaited elsewhere, you know." Here is the Spring passing by; "Good day, painter, good day! Your labouring hand grows weary As it makes a likeness of the day. Quickly, lend me your palette, Your palette and your brush. You will see the festive sky Revitalised in my picture. Here is the Spring passing by; "Good day, maidens, good day! Lend me your spindles, I implore you, That I in my turn may work. Under the arbours I promised My wool to the nests round about. I will tell you, o maidens, The place where love also nestles." See more SARAH BRIGHTMAN lyrics |
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