Текст и перевод песни Marc Aryan - Volage volage

Volage volage

Si tu n'étais pas volage, volage,
Nous ferions un beau voyage, voyage
Qui nous mènerait au pays des cheveux blancs,
Si tu n'étais pas volage.
Tu es une fille mignonne, mignonne
Mais tu ne sais dire non à personne, personne.
Tu laisses la porte ouverte à tous les vents,
Tu donnes ton cœur à ceux qui sonnent.
Tout bon jardin a sa grille,
La pudeur est celle des filles.
Si j'ose te dire ces problèmes,
C'est parce que je t'aime.
Si tu n'étais pas volage, volage,
Je me mettrais bien en cage, en cage
Et l'on construirait un petit nid à deux,
Si tu n'étais pas volage.
Mais tout ce long bavardage
Ne vaut pas ton beau visage.
Il te suffit de sourire
Pour que mon cœur chavire.
Si tu n'étais pas volage, volage,
Je me mettrais bien en cage, en cage
Et l'on construirait un petit nid à deux,
Si tu n'étais pas volage.

Fickle fickle

If you were not fickle, fickle,
We would have a beautiful journey, journey
That would take us to the land of gray hair,
If you were not fickle.
You're a cute girl, cute
But you can't say no to anyone, anyone.
You leave the door open to all the winds,
You give your heart to those who ring.
Every good garden has its gate,
Modesty is what girls should have.
If I dare to tell you these problems,
It's because I love you.
If you were not fickle, fickle,
I would put myself in a cage, in a cage
And we would build a little nest for two,
If you were not fickle.
But all this long chatter
Is not worth your beautiful face.
You just have to smile
For my heart to capsize.
If you were not fickle, fickle,
I would put myself in a cage, in a cage
And we would build a little nest for two,
If you were not fickle.