Fleur - Salvatore Adamo

Fleur que l’on cueille au bord du chemin

Insouciant de s'?corcher la main

Fleur pos?

e?

la tomb?

e du soir

Sur le pas d’une porte, plein d’espoir

Fleur effeuill?

e, fleur dis-moi si elle m’aime

Fleur, ma question est toujours la m?

me

Fleur des instants retrouv?

s

Qui ram?

nent un sourire d’un tendre pass?

Fleur, songe?

la douceur

D’aller l?-bas o?

le po?

te invite au voyage

Fleur, j’ai gard?

au c?

ur

Le souvenir d’un parfum et les traits d’un visage

Fleurs bouquet charmant pour la mari?

e

Fleurs jet?

es au vent les yeux ferm?

s

Fleur trop maquill?

e, fleur des grands soirs

En fourreau de soie, p?

tales noirs

Fleurs qui vous mettent le monde en couleurs

Pour cacher un peu de sa laideur

Fleurs aux corolles d’or sous le soleil

Pour un peintre fou qui s'?merveille

Fleur, songe?

la douceur

D’aller l?-bas o?

le po?

te invite au voyage

Fleur, j’ai gard?

au c?

ur

Le souvenir d’un parfum et les traits d’un visage

Fleur…

Flower picked by the wayside

Careless to scratch your hand

Flower pos?

e?

the grave

evening

On a doorstep, full of hope

Leafless flower?

e, flower tell me if she loves me

Flower, my question is still the m?

me

Flower of moments found?

s

Who Ram?

do you have a smile from a tender past?

Flower, dream?

sweetness

To go there where?

the Po?

invite you on a journey

Flower, I kept?

in the heart

ur

The memory of a perfume and the features of a face

Charming bouquet flowers for the husband?

and

Throw flowers?

are you in the wind with your eyes closed?

s

Flower too much makeup?

e, flower of great evenings

In a silk sheath, p?

black tales

Flowers that bring color to your world

To hide some of his ugliness

Flowers with golden corollas under the sun

For a mad painter who marvels

Flower, dream?

sweetness

To go there where?

the Po?

invite you on a journey

Flower, I kept?

in the heart

ur

The memory of a perfume and the features of a face

Flower…