Les chemins de ma maison [English translation]

If I wrote my autobiography

I would talk about my friend Madeleine

Who I saw laughing and crying at the same time

One morning, while leaving my house

What she said

I'll never forget it

"God bless your house!"

Madeleine said to me

And me, I understood the luck

That heaven had given me

Of being born where caresses feel good

If I have to run all over the world

My steps will take me

Always on the ways to my home

It's there where I grew up

There where they loved me

There where I ran

There were I sang

The smell of a wood fire

The warmth of good bread

My god, my god

If I wrote my autobiography

It would open with the heart

Of those who love me

All those who also want to make

When they wake every morning

A world where caresses feel good

Those who are in my prayers

And all those who will wait for me

Always on the ways to my home

On the ways to my home

On the ways to my home

• Artist:Céline Dion
• Album:Les chemins de ma maison (1983)