Les yeux de mon cœurEntendre, touch

Les yeux de mon cœur
Entendre, toucher, goûter, sentir,
en perdre un peu n’est pas le pire,
car des cinq sens le plus précieux
est bien celui que mes yeux
m’offrent à chaque seconde,
ce beau cadeau de voir le monde,
de te voir toi, que j’aime tant…
Je voudrais défier le temps,
ce temps qui dit que c’est le soir
marchand de sable et voile noir…
Pourquoi faut-il que la lumière
du jour s’estompe, que mes prières
sinon en Dieu, du moins au ciel
me laissent ainsi, désemparé,
ne sachant vers qui me tourner…

Mais si ! Vers toi, toi que je vois,
avec mes yeux, mes yeux du cœur,
c’est toi que j’ai au fond de moi,
je sais que je n’aurai plus peur,
que ma vue ne s’en ira pas,
ou même qu’elle reviendra,
même si je n’ai plus vingt ans…
L’amour fait faire des prouesses
aux vieux comme aux jeunes amants,
point n’est besoin d’une messe
pour communier quand on est deux…
Je ne sais s’il est un bon Dieu,
mais quel que soit celui des sens
qui me relie le mieux à toi,
je ne veux pas gâcher ma chance
de retrouver confiance en moi :
si je le veux, si tu veux bien, je reverrai
tout comme avant, ou à peu près,
c’est une question de volonté,
ou en tout cas il faut y croire,
il fait si doux ce soir…

Résultats (Anglais) 1:

The eyes of my heartHear, touch, taste, feel, lose a little is not the worst, because of the five senses the most preciousis that as my eyesoffer me every second,This beautiful gift of seeing the world,see you, that I love so much...I would like to defy time,This time that says that it is the eveningSandman and black veil...Why do you need that lightthe day fades, that my prayersIf not in God, at least in the skyLet me thus, distraught,not knowing where to turn me...But if! To you, you I see,with my eyes, my eyes of the heart,It's you that I have at the bottom of me,I know that I will be more afraid,that my sight won't go not or even that she will return,even though I have over twenty years...Love done prowessthe old and the young lovers,There is no need for a massfor communion when there is two...I don't know if he is a good God,But regardless of the sensesthat best connects me to you,I don't want to spoil my luckto regain confidence in me:If I want, if you want well, I see youas before, or gradually,It is a question of will,or in any case he must believe, It's so sweet this evening...

Résultats (Anglais) 2:

The eyes of my heart
hear, touch, taste, feel,
losing just is not the worst,
because of the five most valuable sense
is the one my eyes
give me every second,
this beautiful gift to see world,
to see you you, I love so much ...
I would defy time,
this time which says it is the evening
sandman and black veil ...
Why is it that the light
of day is fading that my prayers
if not in God, at least to heaven
and leave me helpless,
not knowing where to turn ... But though! Around you, you I see with my eyes, my eyes of the heart, it's you that I have in my heart, I know I will not be afraid, my view does not go away, or even that it will return, even if I do not have twenty years ... Love makes making prowess to the old as to the young lovers, there is no need for a Mass to commune when we both ... I do not know if he is a good God, but whatever he senses that connects me best to you, I do not want to ruin my chance to regain confidence in myself: if I want to, if you will, I will see as before, or so, it's a matter of will, or in any case we must believe it, it's so sweet tonight ...

Résultats (Anglais) 3:

The eyes of my heart
Hear, touch, taste, smell,
lose a little is not the worst,
because of the five senses the most precious
is the one that my eyes
i offer to each second,
this beautiful gift to see the world,
of te see thee, that I love so much ...
I would like to challenge the time,
this time who said that it is the evening
Marchand of sand and black veil etc.
Why is it that the light
The day fades, that my prayers
if not in God, at least in the sky
leave me thus, distressed,
not knowing whom to turn etc.

but if! To thee, thee that I see,
with my eyes, my eyes of the court,
it is thou that I have at the bottom of me,
i know that I will no longer fear,
that my view will not,
or even that she will return,
even if I have more than twenty years ...
The love fact make feats
to the old as to the young lovers,
point is no need for a messe
for communion when there is two ...
I do not know whether he is a good God,
but regardless of which of the sense
which i connected the better to thee,
i do not want to spoil my chance
to regain confidence in me:
if I want to, if you want to well, I'll be seeing
just as before, or almost,
It is a matter of will,
or in any case it must believe it,
he done if mild this evening ...