Le semeur - Mario Pelchat

Il est de ces gens qui laissent des traces

Au-delà du temps

Au-delà du vent qui passe

Il est de ces hommes qui de leurs mains

Ont enfoui dans la terre

Un roseau qui fleurira

Même après qu’il partira

Car plus fort que l’hiver

Il survivra

Son c ur a souvent pansé ses chagrins

Quand des jours plus gris

Menaçaient ses lendemains

Mais il a connu pour comble d’amour

Un appui lorsque les drames

Viendraient les saccager au détour

Le semeur a ses rêves

Qu’il emporte avec lui

Une veine, une sève

Où l’on s’abreuve aussi

Pour autant qu’il demeure

On vivra à travers lui

Contre tout attente il ne voudra croire

Que d’un grain qu’on plante

Ne naîtra que peu d’espoir

Il n'écoutera pas ce que diront

Sa foi, sa raison

Les saisons ne pourront pas

Contre l’ombre de ses voies

Pas plus le sillage de ses pas

De s’qu’il a laissé de c’qu’il a semé$D

Il le sait déjà

Pour d’autres on moissonnera

Mais de son passage il aura goûté

De son héritage

Pour ses enfants, il vivra

Dans son jardin, il sera

La chanson du semeur restera

Pour ses enfants, il sera

Dans son jardin, il vivra

La chanson du semeur restera

He's one of those people who leave their mark

Beyond Time

Beyond the passing wind

He is one of those men who with their hands

Buried in the ground

A reed that will bloom

Even after he leaves

Because stronger than winter

He will survive

His heart has often healed his sorrows

When grayer days

Threatened his tomorrows

But he knew for the height of love

Support when the dramas

Would come and ransack them around the bend

The sower has his dreams

That he takes with him

A vein, a sap

Where we also drink

As long as it remains

We'll live through it

Against all odds he won't believe

That of a grain that we plant

There will be little hope

He won't listen to what they say

His faith, his reason

The seasons cannot

Against the shadow of his ways

No more the wake of his footsteps

Of what he left of what he sowed$D

He already knows

For others we will reap

But in his passing he will have tasted

Of his legacy

For his children he will live

In his garden he will be

The sower's song will remain

For his children he will be

In his garden he will live

The sower's song will remain