Mireille Mathieu - La couleur de l'or (English translation)

English translation

The colour of gold

Beginning again
Clearing a whole past
Finding again with you
My olden fervors
 
All from zero
Oh... being a pretty woman again
In spite of what I know,
forgetting precaution,
To set upon the adventure which passes by,
like others go to the Mars Planet,
What is attracting me?
What makes me run?
 
It is the colour of gold,
Of the Fire that makes your eyes shine.
It is the colour of gold,
Of the sun drowned into plenty of blue,
It is the colour of gold,
That warms my heart again
And that gives to my love
Oh...the colour of gold.
 
I 'd want to say to you :
I'd want to know how to write
The warm and the cold
You blow on me.
 
Finding the echo
Oh...of my hands, of my words,
Closing my eyes,
Seing only both of us
And setting upon the adventure which passes by,
like others go to Mars Planet,
Running after
What makes me run?
 
It is the colour of gold,
Of the Fire that makes your eyes shine.
It is the colour of gold,
Of the sun drowned into plenty of blue,
It is the colour of gold,
That warms my heart again
And that gives to my love
Oh...the colour of gold. (twice)
 
Of the Fire that makes your eyes shine.
It is the colour of gold,
Of the sun drowned into plenty of blue,
It is the colour of gold,
That warms my heart again
And that gives to my love
Oh...the colour of gold.
 
Submitted by alain.chevalier on Wed, 13/06/2018 - 19:42
Added in reply to request by Valeriu Raut
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