Venise et Bretagne Parole – Tino Rossi

Venise et Bretagne Parole by Tino Rossi

Si Venise la belle a d’immenses lagunes
Des masques de velours des poignards des palais
Bretagne n’as-tu pas des paysannes brunes
Et tes fils-chevelure et tes champs de genêts

Oh qu’elle est belle ma Bretagne
Sous son ciel gris il faut la voir
Elle est plus belle que l’Espagne
Qui ne s’éveillе que le soir

Elle еst plus belle que Venise
Qui mire son front dans les eaux
Ah qu’il est doux de sentir la brise
Qui vient du large avec les flots

La brise
Qui vient du large avec les flots
Avez vous admiré son océan qui gronde
Ses falaises ses bois ses bruyères en fleurs

Ses longs genêts dorés dans la gorge profonde
Quand l’humide matin les baigne de ses fleurs
Oh qu’elle est belle ma Bretagne
Sous son ciel gris il faut la voir

Elle est plus belle que l’Espagne
Qui ne s’éveille que le soir
Elle est plus belle que Venise
Qui mire son front dans les eaux

Ah qu’il est doux de sentir la brise
Qui vient du large avec les flots
La brise
Qui vient du large avec les flots
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Venise et Bretagne Lyrics English

If Venice the beautiful has immense lagoons
Velvet masks of the palace daggers
Brittany do not have brown peasants
And your hair-hair sons and your broom fields

Oh she is beautiful my brittany
Under her gray sky you have to see her
She is more beautiful than Spain
Whoever awakened only in the evening

She is more beautiful than Venice
Who draws his forehead in the waters
Ah it’s sweet to feel the breeze
Which comes from the wide with the waves

The breeze
Which comes from the wide with the waves
Have you admired his ocean that squeezes
His cliffs his woods his heather in bloom

Its long golden kénets in the deep throat
When the humid morning the bathes of his flowers
Oh she is beautiful my brittany
Under her gray sky you have to see her

She is more beautiful than Spain
Who does not wait until evening
She is more beautiful than Venice
Who draws his forehead in the waters

Ah it’s sweet to feel the breeze
Which comes from the wide with the waves
The breeze
Which comes from the wide with the waves
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Tino Rossi Lyrics – Venise et Bretagne

Tino Rossi

Venise et Bretagne