Elle a gardé ses yeux d'enfant
Mike Brant
She Kept Her Childlike Eyes
She kept her childlike eyes, my mother
Just like when I grew up by her side
On her hair, I see a bit of snow
But in her heart, winter never arrives
When I'm far from her, I picture her
And I always believe I see her smile
She kept her childlike eyes, my mother
I look at her, and I find myself in her
It's true, she already has wrinkles on her forehead
So many times, she watched over me
When I'm far from her, I picture her
And I always believe I see her smile
She kept her childlike eyes, my mother
Just like when I grew up by her side
On her hair, I see a bit of snow
But in her heart, winter never arrives
Lalalala, lalalalalala...
