Saint amour (rough English translation)
(Esther sang it in the festival "Chansons sur mesure" in Canada, 1963)
(French Original)


On Saint Denis ['s day] is a nest
of spring or flew
Who can tell me - tell me who
I stole it

On Saint is a pre Maudez
or love dies with bird
Who can tell me - tell me who
broke the reed

Chorus:
By loving too much one loses ones place 
and has nothing left at all,
She had an icy breast 
without a heart beneath.

On Saint Amand, the lover is
without her lover remained
Who can tell me - tell me when
see it again

On Saint Amour her heart too heavy
the dead tree is posted
Who can tell me - tell me who
come pick it up

Chorus:
By loving too much one loses ones place 
and has nothing left at all,
She had an icy breast 
without a heart beneath.

On All Saints Day  in a swarm
timid soul is dead woman
Who sings "rest in peace"
for rock

On Saint Amour we will always
pray love and roses
At Saint Oublis  you make your bed
and nothing pushes

Chorus:
By loving too much one loses ones place 
and has nothing left at all,
She had an icy breast 
without a heart beneath.

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