Текст и перевод песни Michel Polnareff - Rosée d'amour n'a pas vu le jour, Rosée du jour n'a pas eu d'amour - Live Palais de Beaulieu, Lausanne / 1967

Rosée d'amour n'a pas vu le jour, Rosée du jour n'a pas eu d'amour - Live Palais de Beaulieu, Lausanne / 1967

Rose ma mie, ma soeur, j′ai bien des soucis
Car j'ai froid tout seul dans mon grand lit
Neige perverse a couvert d′un tapis
Fleur que j'effeuillais pour lui dire ma folie
Rosée d'amour n′a pas vu le jour
Rosée du jour n′a pas eu d'amour
Pas eu d′amour
Rose ma vie, si tu es mon amie
Va lui dire que je meurs d'ennui
Fais-toi douce et belle, mais si elle te renvoie
Sors tes épines et lui pique les doigts
Rosée d′amour n'a pas vu le jour
Rosée du jour n′a pas eu d'amour
Pas eu d'amour
Rose te voilà, ne dis rien, c′est fini
Ta robe pailleté de sang, j′ai compris
Si les gens disent "Comment peux-t'on mourir à vingt ans?"
Mets sur ma tombe, ces mots simplement
Rosée d′amour n'a pas vu le jour
Rosée du jour n′a pas eu d'amour
Pas eu d′amour...

Dewdrop of Love Has Not Seen the Day, Dewdrop of the Day Has Not Had Love - Live Palais de Beaulieu, Lausanne / 1967

Rose my honey, my sister, I have many worries
Because I am cold all alone in my big bed
Perverse snow has covered with a carpet
Flower that i used to pick the petals of to tell him my madness
Dewdrop of love has not seen the day
Dewdrop of the day has not had love
Has not had love
Rose my life, if you are my friend
Go tell him that I am dying of boredom
Become soft and beautiful, but if she sends you away
Take out your thorns and prick her fingers
Dewdrop of love has not seen the day
Dewdrop of the day has not had love
Has not had love
Rose here you are, don't say anything, it's over
Your dress glitters with blood, I understood
If people say "How can one die at twenty?"
Put on my grave, these words simply
Dewdrop of love has not seen the day
Dewdrop of the day has not had love
Has not had love...