Lyrics
She is watching by the poplars
She is observing near the poplar trees
Colinette with the sea-blue eyes
Refers to Colinette, characterized by sea-blue eyes
She is watching and longing, and waiting
She is watching, desiring, and patiently anticipating
Where the long white roadway lies
Describing the location where the extended white road is
And a song stirs in the silence
A melody begins in the quiet
As the wind in the boughs above
Comparing the wind in the branches to a song
She listens and starts and trembles
She pays attention, reacts suddenly, and quivers
'Tis the first little song of love
Identifying the initial expression of love through a song
Roses are shining in Picardy
Roses are vibrant in Picardy
In the hush of the silver dew
Referencing a tranquil atmosphere with silver dew
Roses are flowering in Picardy
Roses are blossoming in Picardy
But there's never a rose like you!
No rose compares to her
And the roses will die with the summertime
Recognition that roses will fade with summer
And our roads may be far apart
Acknowledging possible physical distance
But there's one rose that dies not in Picardy
A symbolic rose in the heart that doesn't wither
'Tis the rose that I keep in my heart
Emphasizing the enduring symbol of love in the heart
And the years fly on forever
Time passes endlessly
Till the shadows veil their skies
Until darkness covers the skies
But he loves to hold her little hands
Expressing the joy of holding her hands
And look into her sea-blue eyes
Admiring her sea-blue eyes
And she sees the road by the poplars
She visualizes the road near the poplars
Where they met in the bygone years
Where their journey began in past years
For the first little song of the roses
The first song of roses represents their initial connection
Is the last little song she hears:
It becomes the last song she hears, symbolizing its significance
Roses are shining in Picardy
Reiteration of the vibrant roses in Picardy
In the hush of the silver dew
Evoking a quiet ambiance with silver dew
Roses are flowering in Picardy
Roses are flourishing in Picardy
But there's never a rose like you!
No rose can rival her uniqueness
And the roses will die with the summertime
Acknowledging the transient nature of roses with the season
And our roads may be far apart
Recognizing potential physical separation
But there's one rose that dies not in Picardy
Highlighting the enduring symbolic rose in the heart
'Tis the rose that I keep in my heart
Emphasizing the lasting presence of the symbolic rose in the heart
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