Ma mie - Charles Aznavour

Tu es la vague, tu es la mer, tu es l’orage et les éclairs

Tu es le monde et le univers, ma mie.

Tu es la terre et la moisson, tu es les lacs, tu es les monts

Tu es le ciel et l’horizon, ma mie.

Tu es, tu es au fond de moi, tout ce qui pleure et ce qui rit

Tout ce qui meurt et ce qui vit, tout ce qui reste et qui s’en va.

Tu es la pierre et le sable fin, tu es la fleur et le parfum

Tu es le début et la fin, ma mie.

Tu es la palme, tu es le vent, tu es l’infini et le temps

Tu es l’hiver et le printemps, ma mie.

Tu es la branche, tu es le fruit, tu es le jour, tu es la nuit

Tu es le soleil et la pluie, ma mie.

Mais lorsque tu pars, mon amour, tout devient mort, je deviens seul

Se tend de noir et prend le deuil et en attendant ton retour

Je suis la cendre, le feu et le bois, je suis le chaud, je suis le froid

Je suis le Christ, je suis la croix, ma mie, ma mie.

You are the wave, you are the sea, you are the storm and the lightning

You are the world and the universe, my dear.

You are the earth and the harvest, you are the lakes, you are the mountains

You are the sky and the horizon, my dear.

You are, you are inside of me, all that cries and all that laughs

All that dies and all that lives, all that remains and all that goes.

You are the stone and the fine sand, you are the flower and the perfume

You are the beginning and the end, my dear.

You are the palm, you are the wind, you are infinity and time

You are winter and spring, my dear.

You are the branch, you are the fruit, you are the day, you are the night

You are the sun and the rain, my dear.

But when you leave, my love, everything becomes dead, I become alone

Stretches out in black and mourns and awaits your return

I am ash, fire and wood, I am hot, I am cold

I am Christ, I am the cross, my dear, my dear.