Lyrics Sœur Sourire – Luc Dominique

Luc Dominique Lyrics – Sœur Sourire

Singer: Sœur Sourire
Title: Luc Dominique

La race des photographes
Qui ne connaissent que mon dos
S’essoufflent à la chasse
De mon incognito

Car le temps fait son œuvre
Et s’ouvrent les couvents
Les moines se font manœuvres
Cuisiniers ou chantants

La vocation, mes frères
N’est pas de tout repos
Servir Dieu et la terre
C’ est s’user jusqu’aux os

Marcher dans l’inquiétude
Et l’incompréhension
Au lieu des certitudes
Des bonnes réputations

Je réclame de mes frères
Le droit d’évoluer
De vivre solidaire
Parmi eux, consacrée

En short ou en tunique
Blue jeans ou pyjama
Je n’ajoute en critique
Le Seigneur est mon choix

Elle est morte, il était temps
J’ai vu voler son âme
À travers les nuages
Sur un tapis volant

Messieurs les journalistes
Et Messieurs les Viscaires
Sans doute feront critique
Comprendront de travers

Mais que St. Dominique
Veuille leur pardonner
Toutes les rumeurs publiques
Qu’ils auraient diffusées

II est certain sourire
Qu’il faut démystifier
Portrait un peu rapide
Portrait inachevé

Si cet autre visage
Etonne certaines gens
Qu’ils vénèrent l’image
Du sourire d’enfant

Elle est morte, il était temps
J’ai vu voler son âme
À travers les nuages
Dans le soleil couchant
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Luc Dominique – English Translation

The photographers’ breed
Who only know my back
Run out of steam
Of my incognito

Because time does its work
And open the convents
The monks are maneuvers
Cooks or singing

The vocation, my brothers
Is not easy
Serve God and the earth
It is to wear out to the bones

Worry
And misunderstanding
Instead of certainties
Good reputations

I claim my brothers
The right to evolve
To live in solidarity
Among them, consecrated

In shorts or tunic
Blue jeans or pajamas
I don’t add in criticism
The Lord is my choice

She died, it was time
I saw his soul fly
Through the clouds
On a flying carpet

Gentlemen journalists
And Gentlemen Visaires
No doubt will be critical
Will understand

But that St. Dominique
Please forgive them
All public rumors
That they would have disseminated

He is certain smile
That must be demystifies
Portrait slightly fast
Unfinished portrait

If this other face
Surprised some people
That they worship the image
Child’s smile

She died, it was time
I saw his soul fly
Through the clouds
In the setting sun
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Lyrics Sœur Sourire – Luc Dominique

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