When the blackbird in the Spring,On the willow tree,Sat and rocked, I heard him sing,Singing Aura Lea.
Aura Lea, Aura Lea,Maid with golden hair;Sunshine came along with thee,And swallows in the air.
In thy blush the rose was born,Music, when you spake,Through thine azure eye the morn,Sparkling seemed to break.
Aura Lea, Aura Lea,Birds of crimson wing,Never song have sung to me,As in that sweet spring.
Swing through winter fitfully,On the stormy air.
Yet if thy blue eyes I see,Gloom will soon depart;For to me, sweet Aura LeaIs sunshine through the heart.
When the mistletoe was green,Midst the winter's snows,Sunshine in thy face was seen,Kissing lips of rose.
Aura Lea, Aura Lea,Take my golden ring;Love and light return with thee,And swallows with the spring.
FR:
Quand le merle au printempsSur le saule pleureurS’assit et se balança, je l’entendis chanter,Il chantait Aura Lea Aura Lea Aura LeaDemoiselle aux cheveux d’orLe soleil arriva avec vousEt les hirondelles volaientLa rose naquit en rougissantLa musique quand vous parliezDans ton œil d’azurLe matin étincelant sembla se lever.
Aura Lea Aura Lea Aura LeaLes oiseaux aux ailes écarlatesN’ont jamais chanté commeEn ce doux printempsAura Lea Aura Lea Aura LeaTangue dans l’air turbulant d’hiver.
Mais si je vois tes yeux bleusMon cafard partira bientôtCar pour moi douce Aura LeaEst le soleil qui transperce le cœur
Aura Lea Aura Lea Aura LeaQuand le gui était vertParmi les neiges d’hiverOn voyait le soleil sur ton visageEmbrasser les lèvres roses.
Aura Lea Aura Lea Aura LeaPrenez mon anneau d’orL’amour et la lumière reviennent avec vous

You’ve got beautiful shades, but it’s a real shameThat I can’t quite make out your eyes behind themWell this is such a beautiful place, even if it’s kind of strangeDid you notice how the people here are rather queer?They’ve got supercilious smiles on their faces
You’ve got beautiful eyes; I saw them from the very firstBut I can’t quite make out the dreams inside themWell this was such a strange mistake
With no one there to calculate itAde was saying that through this mist an end was kissed
And all the songs inside came a cryin’ down
These walls surround me white; this machine counts heartbeats day and nightThis mask makes a real good shield for my eyesAnd these things that I take well, they really do inebriateIt’s amazing now what you can get, you just swallow it downit makes you forget all and everything
You’ve got beautiful lips, but it’s a real shameThat I can’t quite reach out to truly kiss themWell this is such a beautiful place, even if it’s kind of strangeDid you notice how the people here are rather queer?They’ve got supercilious smiles on their faces
These walls surround me white and this machine counts heartbeats day and nightThis mask makes a real good shield for my eyesAnd these things that I take well, they really do inebriateIt’s amazing now what you can get ,you just swallow it downit makes you forget
it makes you forgetit makes you forget
It’s amazing now what you can get
You just swallow it down; it makes you forget
It’s amazing now what you can get
You just swallow it down,

It makes you forget all and everything

FR:
Quand mes pensées vont parfois,
Vers des lieux distants

Là ou j’étais autrefois

Je vois palpitant


paraître un pays au-delà du grand océan
paraître des bribes de joie,
de tendresse
je ne pourrai oublier les couleurs,
le vent
les gens, la sérénité,

le
bonheur présent
là-basje pouvais ralentir le tempo le temps
je chantais à en ravir la paresse

comme autrefois,
comme autrefois
en douceur

rechercher la cadence
comme autrefois,
comme autrefois
lentement pour trouver résonance


si mon passé quelques fois m’est si apaisant
c’est qu’il recèle l’émoi d’un ailleurs distant

là-bas je savais que l’on peut sourire autrement

je chantais fou de joie, de tristesse


comme autrefois, comme autrefois
en douceur rechercher la cadence
comme autrefois,
comme autrefois
lentement pour trouver résonance
ENG:
When my thoughts go sometimes
To distant places
Where I once was
I see a land
a land beyond the great ocean
brief glimpses of joy, of tenderness
I can't forget the colors, the wind
the people, the serenity, the happiness of the moment
over there I could slow down the tempo of time
I would sing to the joy of idleness

as in days gone by, as in days gone by
gently in search of the cadence
as in days gone by, as in days gone by
slowly to find resonance


if my past is sometimes so soothing to me
it's because it conceals the stirrings of a distant elsewhere
there I knew that one could in a different way
i would sing crazy with joy, with sadness

as in days gone by, as in days gone by
gently in search of the cadence
as in days gone by, as in days gone by
slowly to find resonance