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La mer
Charles Trenet Lyrics


La mer
Qu'on voit danser
Le long des golfes clairs
A des reflets d'argent
La mer
Des reflets changeants
Sous la pluie

La mer
Au ciel d'été
Confond ses blancs moutons
Avec les anges si purs
La mer
Bergère d'azur, infinie

Voyez
Près des étangs
Ces grands roseaux mouillés
Voyez
Ces oiseaux blancs
Et ces maisons rouillées

La mer
Les a bercés
Le long des golfes clairs
Et d'une chanson d'amour
La mer
A bercé mon cœur pour la vie

La mer
Qu'on voit danser
Le long des golfes clairs
A des reflets d'argent
La mer
Des reflets changeants
Sous la pluie

La mer
Au ciel d'été confond
Ses blancs moutons
Avec les anges si purs
La mer
Bergère d'azur, infinie

Voyez (voyez)
Près des étangs (près des étangs)
Ces grands roseaux mouillés (voyez ces roseaux)
Voyez (voyez)
Ces oiseaux blancs (ces oiseaux blancs)
Et ces maisons rouillées (la-la-la-la-la-la)

La mer
Les a bercés
Le long des golfes clairs
Et d'une chanson d'amour
La mer
A bercé mon cœur pour la vie

Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Charles Trenet

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all dk

La mer

La mer
Qu'on voit danser le long des golfes clairs
A des reflets d'argent
La mer
Des reflets changeants
Sous la pluie

La mer
Au ciel d'été confond
Ses blancs moutons
Avec les anges si purs
La mer bergère d'azur
Infinie

Voyez
Près des étangs
Ces grands roseaux mouillés
Voyez
Ces oiseaux blancs
Et ces maisons rouillées

La mer
Les a bercés
Le long des golfes clairs
Et d'une chanson d'amour
La mer
A bercé mon cœur pour la vie



ffree

La mer
Qu'on voit danser le long des golfes clairs
A des reflets d'argent
La mer
Des reflets changeants
Sous la pluie

La mer
Au ciel d'été confond
Ses blancs moutons
Avec les anges si purs
La mer bergère d'azur
Infinie

Voyez
Près des étangs
Ces grands roseaux mouillés
Voyez
Ces oiseaux blancs
Et ces maisons rouillées

La mer
Les a bercés
Le long des golfes clairs
Et d'une chanson d'amour
La mer
A bercé mon coeur pour la vie



Yan Lieu

La mer 
Qu'on voit danser 
Le long des golfes clairs
A des reflets d'argent
La mer 
Des reflets changeants Sous la pluie 
La mer  Au ciel d'été Confond ses blancs moutons
Avec les anges si purs
La mer Bergère d'azur Infinie
Voyez  Près des étangs 
Ces grands roseaux 
mouillés 
Voyez 
Ces oiseaux blancs 
Et ces maisons rouillées 
La mer   Les a bercés 
Le long des golfes clairs 
Et d'une chanson d'amour 
La mer 
A bercé mon cœur 
Pour la vie



Harold Gillies

La mer
Qu'on voit danser
Le long des golfes clairs
A des reflets d'argent
La mer
Des reflets changeants
Sous la pluie
La mer
Au ciel d'été confond
Ses blancs moutons
Avec les anges si purs
La mer
Bergère d'azur, infinie
Voyez
Près des étangs
Ces grands roseaux mouillés
Voyez
Ces oiseaux blancs
Et ces maisons rouillées
La mer
Les a bercés
Le long des golfes clairs
Et d'une chanson d'amour
La mer
A bercé mon cœur pour la vie
La mer
Qu'on voit danser
Le long des golfes clairs
A des reflets d'argent
La mer
Des reflets changeants
Sous la pluie
La mer
Au ciel d'été confond
Ses blancs moutons
Avec…



All comments from YouTube:

Dennis Mealor

I first heard "La Mer" by Charles Trenet at the age of maybe 7, on the radio in England (my birthplace - I have lived in Australia since age 10). I loved it as soon as I first heard it. It was a favourite of my mother's (now 88, with Alzheimer's). I can remember telling her at a later date that year way back, that it was on the radio again, and she came to listen with me. I have been a rock muso for most of my life, loving The Beatles, Stones, Led Zeppelin, Jethro Tull etc. But I found Trenet's "La Mer" on You Tube recently - and to me, it is the best song EVER written and recorded. The melody is so unique, nothing else I know resembles it, or comes anywhere near to its surging emotion, as though it was always meant to be. It is also unique in its lack of typical verse - chorus format - it just develops, ebbs and flows, and builds its elusive magic. I think I would like this song played at my mother's funeral. I think she would like that. But also my own one day. It is magic - and only Trenet's version (the original) does it for me. Tears to the eyes.

Dennis Mealor

@TainuiaKid1973 Yes, it brings tears to my eyes the way it builds its emotion. Glad you like it too. My brother and I had the song play on CD at my Mum's funeral some years ago now. Thank you.

TainuiaKid1973

I'm 47 and today is the first day I've ever heard this song. It's wonderful. I just want to play it over and over again. Normally, I listen to classic rock and some songs in Spanish.

TainuiaKid1973

@Blanca Ivonne Ruiz Barrientos Sí, es maravillosa.

Alan Cameron

Ebbs and flows just like the songs title?

les Stockwell

extremely well said........

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Michael Mika

I was born in Paris 76-years ago and grew up listening to this music thanks to my maman. We lived in the 18-eme arrondissement near Montmartre, where Edith Piaf gained fame in Paris. She and I both loved this song. We came to this great country in 1952 and ended up in Queens. I now live in N.H. Thanks to the brave Americans, I am here today. In 1943 bombs were falling left and right and my father put me and my mother on a train to Ellon, Normandy to be safe. We were a few miles from Caen, a city leveled by the bombing, and survived the D-Day invasion. We went swimming at Arromanches after the war. I still remember the three sunken Liberty ships facing the coast and all the DUK-boats. Thank you to the brave, who died fighting, so that we can now live in peace. I still have all my maman's 78s. I, too, am an immigrant. Michel

James Maxwell

@Neil Parsons Quite.

Kay Veen

@Neil Parsons He did. The RAF flattened Caen. "One must drive through Caen every time one goes to or from the Orne front and it's still a horrible and rather shaming thing. The people of Caen will never quite understand why we had to do anything so awful to them. Still, day by day, the bodies of their fellow-citizens are being dug out of the ruins."
Daily Mail July 1944

Michael Kuelpmann

@Heinrich Hertlein Was redest Du für einen Unsinn.

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