Where have you hidden yourself oh my beloved
You fled having wounded
I pursued but you had gone
In search of you my darling I would scale the highest clouds
Scour wooded valleys, roaring torrents whispering gales
Vous etes mon coeur
When you first regarded me
Your eyes filled me with grace
Thereby again my eyes
Merited to adore you
vous etes mon coeur
You fled having wounded
I pursued but you had gone
In search of you my darling I would scale the highest clouds
Scour wooded valleys, roaring torrents whispering gales
Vous etes mon coeur
When you first regarded me
Your eyes filled me with grace
Thereby again my eyes
Merited to adore you
vous etes mon coeur