Brings back various memories.
One of them rather funny.
An anglo Canadian date once sang the forst lines to me. But he sang it
like I did many english songs in my lie, singing it as he heard it and
made out the words withotu knowign in his case anythign he was saying, I
guess.
So it went:
Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Qu'il me parle tout bas
Je vois
...**la viande rose** (instead of La vie en rose).
It woudl translate like this:
when he takes me in his arms
And whispers softly to me
I see ...**the pink meat** (instead of 'Life '''in pink'''':)
:):)