C'tait un gamin un gosse de paris

Sa seule famille tait sa mre

Une pauvre fille aux grands yeux fltris

Par le chagrin et la misre





It was a kid a boy from paris

His sole family was his mother

A poor girls with big faded eyes

By sorrow and misery

Elle aimait les fleurs, les roses surtout

Et le cher bambin, le dimanche

Lui apportait des roses blanches

Au lieu d'acheter des joujoux

La clinant bien tendrement

Il disait en les lui donnant





She loved flowers, especially roses

And the belowed child, on sundays

Was bringing her some white roses

Instead of buy toys for himself

Caressing her tenderly

He was saying while giving them to her

c'est aujourd'hui dimanche

Tiens ma jolie maman

Voici des roses blanches

Toi qui les aimes tant

Va quand je serai grand

J'achterai au marchand

Toutes ses roses blanches

Pour toi jolie mam





"today it's sunday

Here my beautiful mom

Here are some white roses

You who love them so much

Go when i'll grow old

I will buy from the store

All of his white roses

For you beautiful mommy"

Au dernier printemps le destin brutal

Vint frapper la blonde ouvrire

Elle tomba malade et pour l'hopital

Le gamin vit partir sa mre

Un matin d'avril parmi les promeneurs

N'ayant plus un sous dans sa poche

Sur un march le pauvre gosse

Furtivement vola quelques fleurs

La fleuriste l'ayant surpris, en baissant la tte il lui dit





On last spring brutal destiny

Came hitting the blond worker

She became ill and for the hospital

The boy saw his mother leave

A morning of april among the walkers

Not having anymore a single penny in his pocket

On the market the poor boy

Furtively stole some flowers

The florist (woman) having caught him, lowering his eyes he told her

c'est aujourd'hui dimanche

Et j'allais voir maman

J'ai pris ces roses blanches

Elle les aiment tant

Sur son petit lit blanc

L-bas elle m'attend

J'ai pris ces roses blanches

Pour ma jolie mam





"today it's sunday

And i was going to visit mommy

I took those white roses

She love them so much

On her little white bed

In there she's waiting for me

I took those white roses

For my beautiful mommy"

La marchande mue doucement lui dit

emporte-les je te les donne

Elle l'embrassa et l'enfant partit

Tout rayonnant qu'on le pardonne

Puis l'hpital il vint en courant

Pour offrir les fleurs sa mre

Mais en le voyant une infirmire

Lui dit: tu n'as plus de mam

Et le gamin s'agenouillant, dit devant le petit lit blanc





The touched merchant told him softly

"have them i give them to you"

She kissed him and he left

All shinning that he was forgiven

Then to the hospital he came running

To offer the flowers to his mother

But seeing him a nurse

Told him: "you no longer have a mommy"

And the boy kneeling down told in front of the little white bed

c'est aujourd'hui dimanche

Tiens ma jolie maman

Voici des roses blanches

Toi qui les aimais tant

Et quand tu t'en iras

Au grand jardin l-bas

Ces belles roses blanches

Tu les emporter





"today it's sunday

Here my beautiful mom

Here are some white roses

You who loved them so much

And when you'll leave

To the great garden up there

Those beautiful white roses

You'll bring them along"