The Paths Of My House — текст песни (Celine Dion)

If i was writting the book of my life

I would talk about my friend madeleine

Who i saw laughing and crying at the same time

One morning going ouf of my home

Ce qu`elle a dit

Je ne l`oublierai pas

«que dieu bйnisse ta mais

M`a dit madeleine





What she told me

I will never forget

god blesses your house

Told me madeleine

Et moi j`ai compris la chance

Que le ciel m`avait do

De naоtre oщ les caresses sentent bon

Si je dois courir le monde

Mes pas me ramиneront

Toujours sur les chemins de ma maison





And i understood the chance

The sky has given me

To born where caresses smell good

If i have to run over the world

My steps will take me back

Always on the paths of my house

C`est lа que j`ai grandi

Lа que l`on m`a a

Lа que j`ai couru

Lа que j`ai cha

L`odeur du feu de bois

La chaleur du bon pain

Mon dieu mon dieu





It`s there that i`ve grown up

There that i have been loved

There i ran

There i sang

The smell of the wood fire

The warmth of the good bread

My god my god

Si j`йcrivais le livre de ma vie

Il s`ouvrirait avec le coeur

De ceux qui m`aiment

Tous ceux qui aussi veulent faire

En se levant chaque jour

Un monde oщ les caresses sentent bon

Ceux qui sont dans mes priиres

Et tous ceux qui m`attendront

Toujours sur les chemins de ma maison





If i was writting the book of my life

It would open with the heart

Of those who love me

All those who also want to do

Waking every morning

A world where caresses smell good

Those who are in my prayers

And all those who will wait me

Always on the paths of my house

Sur les chemins de ma maison

Sur les chemins de ma maison





On the paths of my house

On the paths of my house