Vous Etes Mon Coure (You Are My Heart)

Where have you hidden yourself oh my beloved

You fled having wounded

I pursued but you had gone

In search of you my darling I would scale the highest clouds

Scour wooded valleys, roaring torrents whispering gales

Vous etes mon coeur

When you first regarded me

Your eyes filled me with grace

Thereby again my eyes

Merited to adore you

Vous etes mon coeur