La Gitane

Ok, I'm going to attempt to translate Fleetwood Mac into French. Why? I have no idea. I started this when I worked at Dunkin Donuts and was forced to listen to the Lite Rock station all day. They played "Gypsy" all the time, and I freaking love that song. I was so bored this one day it was raining that I tried translating this song into French in my head. Here goes... (note, I'm terrible with prepositons like in, on, to, etc.)

So Im back, to the velvet underground
Back to the floor, that I love
To a room with some lace and paper flowers
Back to the gypsy that I was
To the gypsy... that I was

And it all comes down to you
Well, you know that it does
Well, lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
Ah, and it lights up the night
And you see your gypsy
You see your gypsy

To the gypsy that remains faces freedom with a little fear
I have no fear, I have only love
And if I was a child
And the child was enough
Enough for me to love
Enough to love

She is dancing away from me now
She was just a wish
She was just a wish
And a memory is all that is left for you now
You see your gypsy
You see your gypsy

Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you

And it all comes down to you

Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you

I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes
And it all comes down to you
I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes
And it all comes down to you

I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes
(she was just a wish)
(she was just a wish)
And it all comes down to you

Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you

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J'ai retourné de la velour souterraine
retourné a le plancher qui j'aime
a une salle avec de la dentaille et les fleurs en papier
retourné a la gitane qui j'étais une fois
a la gitane... qui j'étais

Et il toute descend a toi
bien, tu sais qu'il
bien, l'éclair foudroye, peut-etre un fois, peut-etre deux fois
ah, et il illumine la nuit
et tu vois ta gitane
tu vois ta gitane

A la gitane qui reste, elle fait face de la liberté avec un peu de peur.
Je n'ai aucune de peur, seulement l'amour
et si j'aurais un enfant
et l'enfant serait assez
assez pour moi aimer
assez a l'amour

Elle danse loin de moi maintenant
Elle était seulement un souhait
Elle était seulement un souhait
Et les souvenirs, ce sont tout que reste pour toi
Tu vois ton gitane

Je continue voir cependant tes yeux brilliants