(Eddy Marnay)
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C'etait un gamin un gosse de Paris
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Sa seule famille etait sa mere
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Une pauvre fille aux grands yeux fletris
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Par le chagrin et la misere
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(It was a kid a boy from Paris
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His sole family was his mother
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A poor girls with big faded eyes
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By sorrow and misery)
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Elle aimait les fleurs, les roses surtout
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Et le cher bambin, le dimanche
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Lui apportait des roses blanches
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Au lieu d'acheter des joujoux
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La calinant bien tendrement
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Il disait en les lui donnant
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(She loved flowers, especially roses
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And the beloved child, on Sundays
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Was bringing her some white roses
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Instead of buy toys for himself
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Caressing her tenderly
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He was saying while giving them to her)
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≪C'est aujourd'hui dimanche
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Tiens ma jolie maman
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Voici des roses blanches
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Toi qui les aimes tant
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Va quand je serai grand
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J'acheterai au marchand
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Toutes ses roses blanches
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Pour toi jolie maman≫
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("Today it's Sunday
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Here my beautiful mom
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Here are some white roses
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You who love them so much
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Go when I'll grow old
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I will buy from the store
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All of his white roses
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For you beautiful mommy")
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Au dernier printemps le destin brutal
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Vint frapper la blonde ouvriere
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Elle tomba malade et pour l'hopital
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Le gamin vit partir sa mere
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Un matin d'avril parmi les promeneurs
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N'ayant plus un sous dans sa poche
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Sur un marche le pauvre gosse
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Furtivement vola quelques fleurs
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La fleuriste l'ayant surpris, en baissant la tete il lui dit
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(On last spring brutal destiny
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Came hitting the blond worker
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She became ill and for the hospital
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The boy saw his mother leave
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A morning of april among the walkers
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Not having anymore a single penny in his pocket
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On the market the poor boy
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Furtively stole some flowers
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The florist (woman) having caught him, lowering his eyes he told her)
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≪C'est aujourd'hui dimanche
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Et j'allais voir maman
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J'ai pris ces roses blanches
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Elle les aiment tant
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Sur son petit lit blanc
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La-bas elle m'attend
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J'ai pris ces roses blanches
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Pour ma jolie maman≫
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("Today it's Sunday
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And I was going to visit mommy
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I took those white roses
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She love them so much
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On her little white bed
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In there she's waiting for me
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I took those white roses
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For my beautiful mommy")
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La marchande emue doucement lui dit
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≪Emporte-les je te les donnent≫
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Elle l'embrassa et l'enfant partit
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Tout rayonnant qu'on le pardonne
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Puis a l'hopital il vint en courant
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Pour offrir les fleurs a sa mere
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Mais en le voyant une infirmiere
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Lui dit: ≪Tu n'as plus de maman≫
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Et le gamin s'agenouillant, dit devant le petit lit blanc
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(The touched merchant told him softly
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"Have them I give them to you"
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She kissed him and he left
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All shinning that he was forgiven
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Then to the hospital he came running
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To offer the flowers to his mother
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But seeing him a nurse
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Told him: "You no longer have a mommy"
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And the boy kneeling down told in front of the little white bed)
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≪C'est aujourd'hui dimanche
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Tiens ma jolie maman
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Voici des roses blanches
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Toi qui les aimais tant
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Et quand tu t'en iras
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Au grand jardin la-bas
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Ces belles roses blanches
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Tu les emporteras≫
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("Today it's Sunday
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Here my beautiful mom
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Here are some white roses
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You who loved them so much
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And when you'll leave
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To the great garden up there
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Those beautiful white roses
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You'll bring them along")
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The White Roses
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| Celine Dion |
