Les Petits Coeurs
Manuel Breault
The Little Hearts
The little hearts the little hearts the little hearts the little hearts
Laughing children
Are filled with bursts of life
The little eyes the little eyes the little eyes the little eyes
Lover's eyes
Sparkle with good news
It's enough to make me sing
To make me to make me to make me to make me to make me
To make me dance
The little hearts the little hearts the little hearts the little hearts
Mocking birds
Have cured me of my boredom
The little words the little words the little words the little words the little words
That you wrote to me
Have reminded me of your bursts of laughter
The smiles the smiles the smiles the smiles
Of children attract me
Tumble down from my crazy ideas
The sun the sun the sun the sun
That joy awakens
Dazzles me I become small again
