Mon Histoire Les Miserables 1991 Paris Revival Lyrics 

I am having the time of my life with this song. I've been studying french and have been using this song as a baseline for my progress. I've never read the English translation, so I've been slowly learning more and more of the lyrics of it and deciphering the meaning. It's a real sense of accomplishment and the song is just so pretty.

Here's the english translation of the french lyrics, because I know y'all are too lazy to look it up:D I’m all alone once again Without a friend, without anything to do I’m not in a hurry to find again My solitude and my misery I wait for the night to come To evoke him in my memory I walk alone and every night The city streets belong to me All my thoughts fly towards him And I put my life within his Paris sleeps; in the dark I can invent my story My story Is a dream that begins In the pages Of a tale from my childhood With my eyes closed, My prince holds me at last And I pray that his embrace Will never let go With him I’m no longer the same I love the rain And when we walk together Our two shadows Like two giants in love Lengthen at our feet And are mirrored in the Seine I know well that I’ve made it all up I know well that he'll never be by my side Yet still, I keep on believing That I am writing my story with him Yes, I love him, But how short the nights are! In the morning, He has retaken his own path The world becomes the same again It’s lost its colors And the rainbow has lost its crown Yes, I love him, But I’m alone in the world All my life I’ve waited for a shadow My story is an empty shell A dream full of tenderness That I never had a part in Yes, I love him Yes, I love him Yes, I love him All alone, in my story

I thought that Eponine's On My Own was powerful and awesome in English- then I discovered this, the French version, and I'm just blown away. Love this- love singing it. It's awesome.

Je suis toute seule encore une fois, sans une ami, sans rien à faire Je suis pas pressée de retrouver ma solitude et ma misère J'attends que vienne le soir pour l'évoquer dans ma mémoire Je marche seule et chaque nuit les rues de la ville m'appartiennent Toutes mes pensées s'envolent vers lui et je mets ma vie dans la sienne Paris dort dans le noir, je peux m'inventer mon histoire Mon histoire, c'est un rêve qui commence Dans les pages d'un conte de mon enfance Les yeux fermés, mon prince enfin m'enlace Et je prie pour que jamais son étreinte ne se défasse Avec lui je ne suis plus la même J'aime la pluie et quand on se promène Nos deux ombres, comme deux géants qui s'aiment S'allongent à nos pieds et vont se mirer dans la Seine Je sais bien que j'ai tout inventé Je sais bien qu'il n'est jamais à mes côtés Et pourtant, je continue à croire Qu'avec lui, j'écris mon histoire Oui, je l'aime, mais comme les nuits sont courtes! Au matin, il a repris sa route Et le monde, redevenu le même A perdu ses couleurs et l'arc-en-ciel son diadème Oui, je l'aime, mais je suis seule au monde Toute ma vie j'ai attendu une ombre Mon histoire est une coquille vide Un rêve plein de douceur dont je n'ai jamais eu ma part Et l'aime, oui je l'aime, oui je l'aime Toute seule dans mon histoire

This sounds powerful in any language, but the set is Paris, the play is originally french, so it just all goes together beautifully! I-m learning it and cannot wait to be able to sing it fully.

It sounds beautiful in any language, but especially in French. BRAVO.

Cette comédie musicale est profonde. Mais bien sûr, elle doit une dette énorme à Victor Hugo.

Papillons dans les yeux, Des étoiles dans le cœur, Ce monde est merveilleux, J’arriverai à l’heure. Olikris

The lyrics are so much more powerful in French; it almost gives the song a new meaning.

I love the pictures from shoujo Cosette.

Comme j'adore Eponine!

Belle chanson. Merci.

Ma chanson préférée du spectacle "Les misérables". J"adore. Merci !!

IMO much better than the original French Concept Album.

I don't know this one, as in the original French 1980 version, it is Fantine who sings this song, and the lyrics are, were so powerful... It was a song about poverty, lost illusions and great sadness... I loved it. I prefer the 1980 French version, it has been changed some years after, some songs have been replaced, lyrics have been written again, to sound more... Like a musical, and not like the novel.

J'adore cette chanson grâce à toi Marine

J'aime vraiment la chanson

Ma chanson. Ma réalité. Je comprends.

C'est belle :3

tres belle

Translation: I'm all alone again Without a friend, without anything to do. I am not pressed to recover my solitude and my misery. I wait for night to come, To invoke him in my memory. I walk alone every night The streets belong to me. All my thoughts fly to him And I put my life in his. While Paris sleeps in the night, I make up my story. My story is like a fairy tale, In the pages of my childhood. I close my eyes, And my prince comes to embrace me, And I pray that his embrace Will never become undone. With him, I no longer feel the same. I love the rain, and when we walk together, Our shadows, like two giants who love each other, Grow longer at our feet and are reflected in the Seine. And I know, that I made everything up. I know that he will never be at my side. In spite of this, I continue to hope, That with him, I will write my story. I love him, but when the night is over, In the morning, he disappears. The world becomes the same again, It loses all its colors and the rainbow its diadem. I love him, but I am alone in the world. All my life, I have been but a shadow. My story is just an empty shell now, A dream full of love where I have no part to play. I love him. I love him. I love him Alone in my story.

excellent!!!

très beau montage

J'aime mieux la musical originale française. Les chansons sont très fortes.

C'est la voix de Stéphanie Martin ....

Moi aussi :)

J adore tellement cette chanson et ce quelle signifie, que ce soit en français ou en anglais !!

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excusez-moi, qui chante cette chanson??

En français la poésie est plus forte. Les français sont plus capables d'écrire des paroles et les mélodies que les américains.

anime was a mistake

Mais Eponine est tellement un meilleur perso que Cosette