Lost in France - Bonnie Tyler Tune: Full Step down. [Intro] | | % | % | % | [Verse 1] I was lost in France in the fields the birds were singing I was lost in France and the day was just beginning. I just stood there in the morning rain I had a feeling I can’t explain.  I was lost in France    in love. [Verse 2] I was lost in France in the street a band was playing and the crowd all danced didn’t catch what they were saying. When I looked up he was standing there I knew I shouldn’t but I didn’t care.  I was lost in France    in love. [Chorus] Ooh la la la la ooh la la dance ooh la la la la dancing.     Ooh la la la la ooh la la dance ooh la la la la dancing.     Ooh la la la la ooh la la dance ooh la la la la dancing.     [Verse 3] I was lost in France and the vines were overflowing and the crowd all danced and a million stars were glowing. And I looked ’round for a telephone to say: Baby I won’t be home.   I was lost in France    in love.   [Chorus] Ooh la la la la ooh la la dance ooh la la la la dancing.     Ooh la la la la ooh la la dance ooh la la la la dancing.     Ooh la la la la ooh la la dance ooh la la la la dancing.     [Instrumental] | | | | | | | | | | [Refrain] And I looked round for a telephone to say: Baby I won’t be home.   I was lost in France    in love.   [Outro] Ooh la la la la ooh la la dance ooh la la la la dancing.     Ooh la la la la ooh la la dance ooh la la la la dancing.     Ooh la la la la ooh la la dance ooh la la la la dancing.     (Repeat and fade)

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque l’expérience d'une jeune femme qui se retrouve perdue en France, flottant dans une ambiance romantique et joyeuse. Elle décrit des moments simples, comme écouter les oiseaux chanter sous la pluie du matin et danser au rythme d'un orchestre dans la rue, où elle est captivée par l'amour. Elle ressent une connexion inexplicable qui l'empêche de penser à revenir chez elle, préférant se laisser porter par cette magie du moment et des paysages environnants, des vignes aux étoiles brillantes. C'est un tableau vivant d'une romance estivale, empreint de douceur et d'évasion.