Un Beau Roman - In-Grid
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Lyrics " Un Beau Roman "
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Un Beau Roman
In-Grid
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C’est un beau roman, c’est une belle histoire
C’est une romance d’aujourd’hui
Il rentrait chez lui, l-haut vers le brouillard
Elle descendait dans le midi, le midi
Ils se sont trouvs au bord du chemin
Sur l’autoroute des vacances
C’tait sans doute un jour de chance
Ils avaient le ciel porte de main
Un cadeau de la providence
Alors pourquoi penser au lendemain
Ils se sont cachs dans un grand champ de bl Se laissant porter par les courants
Se sont raconts leur vies qui commenaient
Ils n’taient encore que des enfants, des enfants
Qui s’taient trouvs au bord du chemin
Sur l’autoroute des vacances
C’tait sans doute un jour de chance
Qui cueillirent le ciel au creux de leurs mains
Comme on cueille la providence
Refusant de penser au lendemain
Il rentrait chez lui, l-haut vers le brouillard
Elle descendait dans le midi, le midi
Ils se sont quitts au bord du matin
Sur l’autoroute des vacances
C’tait fini le jour de chance
Ils reprirent alors chacun leur chemin
Salurent la providence
En se faisant un signe de la main
Il rentra chez lui, l-haut vers le brouillard
Elle est descendue l-bas dans le midi
C’est un beau roman, c’est une belle histoire
C’est une romance d’aujourd’hui
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It's a beautiful novel, it's a beautiful story
It's a romance today
He was going home, up there in the fog
She was coming down in the noon, noon
They found themselves by the wayside
On the holiday highway
It was probably a lucky day
They had heaven at their fingertips
A Gift of Providence
So why think about tomorrow
They hid in a big field of wheat Drifting on the currents
Told each other their lives that were beginning
They were still just children, children
Who had been by the wayside
On the holiday highway
It was probably a lucky day
Who plucked the sky in the palm of their hands
As one gathers providence
Refusing to think about tomorrow
He was going home, up there in the fog
She was coming down in the noon, noon
They parted at the edge of the morning
On the holiday highway
It was over on the lucky day
They then each went their own way.
hail providence
Waving to each other
He went home, up to the fog
She went down there in the afternoon
It's a beautiful novel, it's a beautiful story
It's a romance today
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