Текст и перевод песни Claude Barzotti - Mais... Marie est venue

Mais... Marie est venue

Voilà que tu débarques, voilà que tu reviens,
Comme si c'était hier, comme si ce n'était rien,
Et tu parles de nous, comme d'une évidence,
Tu viens je ne sais d'où, tu veux qu'on recommence.

Mais Marie est venue, sans rien me demander,
Et elle seule a su, m'apprendre à t'oublier.

Voilà que je comprends, que je ne t'aime plus.
Que t'étais un semblant,
Toi tu dis que tu m'aimes et que tout va changé,
Qu'on ne fait plus de scène quand on a trop pleuré.

Mais Marie est venue, et elle m'a guéri,
M'a soigné et m'a plu, m'a redonné la vie.

Voilà que tu arrives, comme en terres conquises,
Que tu dis à Marie, que la place était prise,
Et puis moi je comprends combien j'aime Marie,
Combien je veux l'enfants que va faire Marie.

Car Marie est venue, elle m'a consolée,
Je n'aurais jamais cru, que j'allais tant l'aimer.
(Bis)

But... Marie has come

Here you come, here you come again,
As if it were yesterday, as if it were nothing,
And you talk about us, as if it were obvious,
You come from nowhere, you want us to start over.

But Marie has come, without asking me anything,
And she alone knew how to teach me to forget you.

Now I understand that I don't love you anymore.
That you were just a pretense,
You say that you love me and that everything will change,
That we don't make a scene anymore when we've cried too much.

But Marie has come, and she has healed me,
She has cared for me and pleased me, she has given me back my life.

Here you come, as if in conquered territory,
You tell Marie that the place was taken,
And then I understand how much I love Marie,
How much I want the child that Marie will have.

Because Marie has come, she has comforted me,
I never would have believed that I would love her so much.
(Repeat)