La vie en rose
Louis Armstrong Lyrics
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The magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose
When you kiss me, Heaven sighs
And though I close my eyes
I see la vie en rose
And in a world apart
A world where roses bloom
And when you speak
Angels sing from above
Every day words
Seems to turn into love songs
Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be
La vie en rose
Louis Armstrong's La Vie En Rose is a beautiful song that captures the essence of love and the feeling of being held strongly and closely by a loved one. The first stanza talks about the magic spell that the loved one casts when he or she is near. The singer is describing the feeling of being in their lover's embrace, where they feel safe and secure. The second stanza further supports the belief that the lover's kiss is heavenly and priceless. Even if the singer closes his or her eyes, they still see "La Vie En Rose," which signifies looking at life through rose-colored glasses. The third stanza showcases how the lover's embrace transports the couple to a utopian world, with blooming roses all around. The fourth stanza speaks of how the lover's words are like music to the singer's ears. They turn the simple, everyday conversation into love songs. The last stanza is a plea from the singer to the lover to give their heart and soul to them, and in return, they will experience "La Vie En Rose" for the rest of their life.
Line by Line Meaning
Hold me close and hold me fast
Embrace me tightly and never let me go
The magic spell you cast
You have a mysterious power over me
This is la vie en rose
This is the enchanted life that you have brought me
When you kiss me, Heaven sighs
Your kisses are so magical and sweet, they make angels sigh
And though I close my eyes
Even when I shut my eyes, I can still see your beauty and love
I see la vie en rose
I see the world through rose-colored glasses, thanks to you
When you press me to your heart
When you hold me close to your heart, I feel safe and loved
And in a world apart
A world where there is only you and me, and nothing else matters
A world where roses bloom
Where everything is beautiful and perfect, like a garden filled with roses
And when you speak
Your voice is like music to my ears
Angels sing from above
Your words are so lovely, they make angels sing
Every day words
What may seem like normal conversation to others
Seems to turn into love songs
To me, even the simplest talk sounds like a romantic serenade
Give your heart and soul to me
Completely devote yourself to me
And life will always be
If you do, then our life together will always be
La vie en rose
An enchanted, beautiful life filled with love and happiness
Lyrics © BEUSCHER ARPEGE, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: David Mack, Edith Piaf, Louis "Louiguy" Guglielmi
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@ahmadal-feyad9738
Hold me close and hold me fast
The magic spell you cast
This is " la vie en rose "
When you kiss me , heaven sighs
And though I close my eyes
I see " la vie en rose "
When you press me to your heart
I'm in a world apart
A world where roses bloom
And when you speak , angles sing from above
Everyday words seem to turn into love songs
Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be
" la vie en rose "
@justhades554
Just because you like an old song doesn’t mean you were born in a wrong generation, you just like the song
@mohammeda6940
r/unpopularopinion
@50shekels
Mohammed Alterki no. It’s just common sense.
@mohammeda6940
10.000 Subs With No Videos r/woooosh
@50shekels
Mohammed Alterki ..you clearly don’t know what you’re doing “Mohammad”
@mitesh6156
Not listening this song on radio daily, people dancing to this in bars, musician covering this.. It's s wrong generation to be born anyway.
@gilli4899
My grandma loved Louis Armstrong. she passed away a little over a year ago. she would’ve been 100 years old today, 22/4/2022, if she was still here with us. she was the core of my family, a gifted artist who couldn’t fulfil her full potential because she had to work to keep her family afloat after fleeing from nazi germany as a jewish girl. I do art in her name. she used to sit in her porch 1 floor above my bedroom, and look at the sea. she loved this home, our family, drinking coke and eating biscuits. she loved jazz. we sang this song on her grave, along with “what a wonderful world” and the one that goes “heaven, i’m in heaven”. I love her and miss her so much. rest your beautiful soul, Ellen. thank you to anyone who read this far.
@rinndz00
I'm sorry to hear that
Thank you for sharing the beautiful story of your grandma
@elizabethramirez6839
😢😭🙏
@hanzo9609
Im sorry bro