L’amour est un bouquet de violettes (Love is a bouquet of violets)

Three beautiful versions of “L’amour est un bouquet de violettes” (Love is a bouquet of violets), two versions from Luis Mariano, the popular tenor of Spanish Basque origin; and the other version is from Roberto Alagna, the French operatic tenor.

Live and in public, Luis Mariano sings “Love is a bouquet of violets” in the center of a village room decor. He is accompanied by the full orchestra of Raymond Lefèvre (November 20, 1929 – June 27, 2008) the French easy listening orchestra leader, arranger and composer. Young women in costume offer him at the end of his performance bouquets.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o97X2qgpSzo

Lyrics

L’amour est un bouquet de violettes

L’amour est un bouquet de violettes
L’amour est plus doux que ces fleurettes
Quand le bonheur en passant
Vous fait signe et s’arrête
Il faut lui prendre la main
Sans attendre à demain

L’amour est un bouquet de violettes
Ce soir cueillons,
Cueillons ces fleurettes
Car au fond de mon âme
Il n’est qu’une femme
C’est toi qui seras toujours
Mon seul amour

Violetta, mon amie
Mon amie si jolie
Violetta, je t’en prie
N’aie pas peur de la vie

Il faut perdre la tête
Et songer que l’amour
Est comme ces violettes
Il se fane un beau jour

L’amour est un bouquet de violettes
L’amour est plus doux que ces fleurettes
Quand le bonheur en passant
Vous fait signe et s’arrête
Il faut lui prendre la main
Sans attendre à demain

L’amour est un bouquet de violettes
Ce soir cueillons
Cueillons ces fleurettes
Car au fond de mon âme
Il n’est qu’une femme
C’est toi qui seras toujours
Mon seul amour

Love is a bouquet of violets (Google translation)

Love is a bouquet of violets
Love is sweeter than the flowers
When happiness through
You nodded and stops
We must take her hand
Without waiting until tomorrow

Love is a bouquet of violets
Tonight pluck,
Pluck these flowers
Because deep in my soul
It is only a woman
It is you who will always be
My only love

Violetta, my friend
My girlfriend pretty
Violetta, I beg
Do not be afraid of life

We must lose your head
And to think that love
Is like those purple
It fades one day

Love is a bouquet of violets
Love is sweeter than the flowers
When happiness through
You nodded and stops
We must take her hand
Without waiting until tomorrow

Love is a bouquet of violets
Tonight pluck
Pluck these flowers
Because deep in my soul
It is only a woman
It is you who will always be
My only love