La Boheme Lyrics English Translation

La Boheme Lyrics English Translation:

This French song is sung by Charles Aznavour. The main theme and meaning behind the song is the life on an artist in Paris at that time.

The song was released under Universal Music Division banner.

Singer: Charles Aznavour

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La Boheme Lyrics – Charles Aznavour

Je vous parle d’un tempsQue les moins de vingt ans ne peuvent pas connaîtreMontmartre en ce temps-là accrochait ses lilasJusque sous nos fenêtres et si l’humble garniQui nous servait de nid ne payait pas de mineC’est là qu’on s’est connusMoi qui criait famine et toi qui posais nue.

La bohème, la bohème.Ça voulait dire on est heureuxLa bohème, la bohème.Nous ne mangions qu’un jour sur deux

Dans les cafés voisinsNous étions quelques-unsQui attendions la gloire et bien que miséreuxAvec le ventre creuxNous ne cessions d’y croire et quand quelque bistroContre un bon repas chaudNous prenait une toile, nous récitions des versGroupés autour du poêle en oubliant l’hiver

La bohème, la bohème,Ça voulait dire tu es jolie.La bohème, la bohème,Et nous avions tous du génie.

Souvent il m’arrivaitDevant mon chevaletDe passer des nuits blanchesRetouchant le dessinDe la ligne d’un seinDu galbe d’une hanche et ce n’est qu’au matinQu’on s’asseyait enfinDevant un café-crèmeÉpuisés mais ravisFallait-il que l’on s’aime et qu’on aime la vie.

La bohème, la bohème,Ça voulait dire on a 20 ansLa bohème, la bohème,Et nous vivions de l’air du temps.

Quand au hasard des joursJe m’en vais faire un tourÀ mon ancienne adresseJe ne reconnais plusNi les murs, ni les ruesQui ont vu ma jeunesseEn haut d’un escalierJe cherche l’atelierDont plus rien ne subsisteDans son nouveau décorMontmartre semble triste et les lilas sont morts.

La bohème, la bohème,On était jeunes, on était fous.La bohème, la bohème,Ça ne veut plus rien dire du tout.

La Boheme Lyrics English Translation

I am telling you about a timeThat people under twenty years old would not know.Montmartre at the time was hanging its lilacsUp under our windows, and even if our modest furnished1That we used as a nest did not look great,This is where we met,Me starving and you posing nude.

La boheme, la boheme, it meant we are happy.La boheme, la boheme, we only ate every other day.

In the coffee shops nearbyWe were a fewWaiting for glory, and although poorWith our empty belliesWe would not stop believing, and when some bistroFor a nice warm mealWould take a painting, we recited verses,Gathered around the stove while forgetting the winter.

La boheme, la boheme, it meant you are pretty.La boheme, la boheme, and we were all talented.

Often I would,In front of my easel,Spend sleepless nightsAltering the drawing,Of the line of a breast,Of the curve of a hip, and only in the morning,We would finally sit,In front of a coffee with milk,Exhausted but delighted.We must have loved each other and loved life.

La boheme, la boheme, it meant we are twenty years old.La boheme, la boheme, we lived from the air of the time2

When on a random dayI go for a walkTo my old addressI no longer recognizeNeither the walls, nor the streetsThat witnessed my youth.At the top of a stairway,I look for the studioOf which nothing remains.In its new setting,Montmartre seems sad and the lilacs are dead.

La boheme, la boheme. We were young, we were foolish.La boheme, la boheme. It doesn’t mean anything anymore.

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