Édith Piaf "Des histoires" lyrics

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Des histoires

Histoire de pas savoir pour qui,Histoire de pas savoir pourquoi j' vivais ma vie,Je me suis raconté, raconté, raconté,Je me suis raconté, raconté des histoires,Histoire d' savoir pourquoi on rit,Pourquoi on pleure.À quoi ça sert d'avoir un cœur ?Je me suis raconté, raconté, racontéJe me suis raconté, raconté des histoiresEt, petit à petit,J'ai fini par t'aimerEt un jour ton histoireEst entrée dans ma vie.

Histoire de pas être aguerrie,J'ai d'abord pas très bien comprisMais malgré moi, je me suis raconté, raconté, raconté,Je me suis raconté, raconté des histoires,Histoires d'amour, un peu, beaucoup,Jamais toujours, et tout d'un coup, à la folie.Je me suis raconté, raconté, raconté,Je me suis raconté, raconté des histoiresEt, petit à petit,J'ai fini par t'aimer,Par beaucoup trop t'aimerPour que tu m'aimes aussi.

Histoire de pas savoir pour qui,Histoire de pas savoir pourquoi tu m'as quittée,Je me suis raconté, raconté, raconté,Je me suis raconté, raconté des histoires :C'était pas vrai, ton manque de cœurEt que tu voulais seulement me faire peur,Que tu reviendrais,Que c'était jamais rien, jamais rien, jamais rien,Que c'était jamais rien, jamais rien qu'une histoire,Mais il était trop tard,Cette fois-là, pour le croire,Trop tard pour t'oublier,Trop tard pour plus t'aimer.

Histoire de pas savoir pour qui...Histoire de pas savoir pourquoi...

Stories

Just not to know for whom,Just not to know why I was living my life,I told myself, told myself, told myself,I told myself, told myself stories,Just to know why we laugh,Why we weep.Why is it that we have a heart ?I told myself, told myself, told myself,I told myself, told myself storiesAnd, little by little,I finally fell in love with youAnd one day, your storyCame into my life.

Just not to toughen up,At first, I didn't understand very wellBut despite myself, I told myself, told myself, told myself,I told myself, told myself stories,Love stories, a little, a lotNever, always, and suddenly with all my heart.I told myself, told myself, told myself,I told myself, told myself storiesAnd, little by little,I finally fell in love with youLoving you far too muchSo that you might love me back.

Just not to know for whom,Just not to know why you left me,I told myself, told myself, told myself,I told myself, told myself stories :It wasn't true, your lack of heartAnd you just wanted to scare me,That you would come back,That it was never anything, never anything, never anything,That it was never anything, never anything but a story,But it was too late,That time, to believe it,Too late to forget you,Too late to stop loving you.

Just not to know for whom...Just not to know why...

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