Missing France

I first heard this song during my yoga class last week and haven't been able to get it out of my head since! I love how it is soulful, personal, and soothing all at the same time. French is one of my favourite languages and I love to listen to music in French and Spanish (probably because I have heard these languages the most; however, I do love Classical Korean music too...weird, I know.)

Take a listen for yourself and I hope you will get a sense of missing France today too.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XvyMG0z0FZY

Quelqu’un m’a dit (Carla Bruni) – translation

aprilie 5, 2007 de admin

I’m told that our lives aren’t worth much,
They pass like an instant, like wilting roses.
I’m told that time slipping by is a bastard
Making its coat of our sorrows.
Yet someone told me…

That you still loved me
Someone told me…
That you still loved me.
Well ? Could that be possible?

I’m told that fate makes fun of us,
That it gives us nothing and promises everything,
When happiness seems to be within our reach,
We reach out and find ourselves like fools.
Yet someone told me…

That you still loved me
Someone told me…
That you still loved me.
Well ? Could that be possible?

Well ? Could that be possible?

So who said that you still loved me?
I don’t remember any more, it was late at night,
I can still hear the voice, but I can no longer see the face,
“He loves you, it’s secret, don’t tell him I told you.”
You see, someone told me

That you still loved me
Did someone really tell me?
That you still loved me
Well, could that be possible?

I’m told that our lives aren’t worth much,
Passing in an instant, like wilting roses,
I’m told that time slipping by is a bastard,
Making its coat of our sadnesses.

That you still loved me
Someone told me…
That you still loved me.
Well ? Could that be possible?