Parlez-moi D'amour

CHORUS:
Speak to me of love
Tell me tender things again
Your beautiful speech
My heart is not tired of hearing it
As long as always
You repeat these supreme words
I love you

You know well
That deep down I don't believe in it
But nevertheless I still want
To hear that word that I adore
Your voice with caressing sounds
That whispers it trembling
Lulls me with its beautiful story
And despite myself, I want to believe

CHORUS

It is so sweet
My dear treasure, to be a little crazy
Life is sometimes too bitter
If one does not believe in fantasies
Sorrow is quickly soothed
And consoled with a kiss
The heart's wound is healed
By a reassuring oath