Yesterday, my mom and I listened to Edith Piaf's "La Vie en Rose". I barely understand French, but she does pretty well. She had an intense study course while in her college years, and although she is quite rusty, she still manages to follow a conversation or at least is able to translate pieces of the song.
This morning I woke up with the tune in my head and had an urgency for understanding the whole song. The words are beautiful and dreamy, the same way the melody makes you feel airy. It speaks of a great love, so great and so divine, that makes her see life in rosy hues. And while skepticism for a feeling so ethereal creeps in my head, my heart knows exactly what it is to feel so in love. I have a battle in my soul that denies me the privilege of letting go and enjoy love as it has presented to me, and I am constantly letting go of my walls of self defense. I know he does too. Love doesn't look so rosy while still having the bittersweet taste of failed relationships on your shoulders. But love is here indeed. There's no denying it. No wonder my eyes filled with tears this morning while reading the song: my heart loves so much that wants to see life in rosy hues too.
This morning I woke up with the tune in my head and had an urgency for understanding the whole song. The words are beautiful and dreamy, the same way the melody makes you feel airy. It speaks of a great love, so great and so divine, that makes her see life in rosy hues. And while skepticism for a feeling so ethereal creeps in my head, my heart knows exactly what it is to feel so in love. I have a battle in my soul that denies me the privilege of letting go and enjoy love as it has presented to me, and I am constantly letting go of my walls of self defense. I know he does too. Love doesn't look so rosy while still having the bittersweet taste of failed relationships on your shoulders. But love is here indeed. There's no denying it. No wonder my eyes filled with tears this morning while reading the song: my heart loves so much that wants to see life in rosy hues too.
LA VIE EN ROSE (English translation)
Eyes that gaze into mine,
A smile that is lost on his lips—
That is the unretouched portrait
Of the man to whom I belong.
When he takes me in his arms
And speaks softly to me,
I see life in rosy hues.
He tells me words of love,
Words of every day,
And in them I become something.
He has entered my heart,
A part of happiness
Whereof I understand the reason.
It’s he for me and I for him, throughout life,
He has told me, he has sworn to me, for life.
And from the things that I sense,
Now I can feel within me
My heart that beats.
In endless nights of love,
A great delight that comes about,
The pains and bothers are banished,
Happy, happy to die of love.
When he takes me in his arms
And speaks softly to me,
I see life in rosy hues.
He tells me words of love,
Words of every day,
And in them I become something.
He has entered my heart,
A part of happiness
Whereof I understand the reason.
It’s he for me and I for him, throughout life,
He has told me, he has sworn to me, for life.
And from the things that I sense,
Now I can feel within me
My heart that beats.
You can find the original french song and some info on this site:
http://www.useless-knowledge.com/1234/06apr/article064.html
