Mes mains (version de 1964) (Remasterisé en 2016) traducción al Inglés

Gilbert Bécaud

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My hands
Draw in the evening
The shape of a hope
Who looks like your body

My hands
When they tremble with fever
It's one of our brief loves
That they still remember

My hands
Caress in their fingers
Nothing from you
Looking for a little joy

My hands
Stretch out in prayer
Towards your light shadow
Disappeared in the night

My hands
They love you madly
Of infinite love
They love you for life

Have you already deleted
This past that obsesses me?
Have you already forgotten
That these hands gave everything?

My hands
Who would like to caress
One day they will be tired
To wait for your return

My hands
They will come and get you
Where you hid
With another love

My hands
Despising prayers
Will tremble with anger
And I can't do anything about it

My hands
Forever, in the night
Will take your life
But since you know
Come back
And just like before
They will tremble for you
In the joy rediscovered

Come back
Don't push them away
These hands outstretched towards you
And give them
Your hands

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