Текст песни Frida Boccara - Les moulins de mon coeur

As in the creek that living water
   In a quiet babbling forest
   When cast a stone at her ,
   Is hundreds of circles ,
   As the moon floats in the sky
   For sled - star horses ,
   As Saturn framing,
   Like a balloon children
   How sunflowers around the world
   Way accomplishes circular ,
   How to run in circles arrows
   So from the look of your
   All rotary wing
    Mills of my heart.

As a ball of soft yarn
In delicate hands toddler
As I listen to the adagio
In the song of the wind , not breathing ,
How circling Drifting
And like the swallows flying,
Waves carved edge ,
As sheep dance,
How sunflowers around the world
Way accomplishes circular ,
How to run in circles arrows -
So from the look of your
All rotary wing
Mills of my heart.

What do you talked a
Me in the night by the brook ? ..
Summer fervor of his cool,
And broke bird family,
And sand heartless
Dissolved our tracks ,
And under the sky faded , dull
Lonely waiting for trouble.
Crying rain and knocking drops
Hear me farewell sign,
Song tenderness ceases ,
Do not get her way ,
Autumn Leaf - what a meal ! -
Flies into a ditch ,
His parting now
Colors in the color of your hair ...

As in the creek that living water
In a quiet babbling forest
When cast a stone at her ,
Is hundreds of circles ,
So from the look of your
All rotary wing
Mills of my heart ...