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40. It was my father's dream, too:

Judy Collins Sings "My Father"

Edmund StAustell - Feb 15, 2013

Some songs are just so good and so moving that they never grow old. This beautiful love song to her Father and to the dream of living in France is one such song. For those whose native language is not English, here are the lyrics:

My father always promised us
That we would live in France
We'd go boating on the Seine
And I would learn to dance

We lived in Ohio then
He worked in the mines
On his dreams like boats
We knew we would sail in time

All my sisters soon were gone
To Denver and Cheyenne
Marrying their grownup dreams
The lilacs and the man

I stayed behind the youngest still
Only danced alone
The colors of my father's dreams
Faded without a sound

And I live in Paris now
My children dance and dream
Hearing the words of a miner's life
In words they've never seen

I sail my memories of home
Like boats across the Seine
And watch the Paris sun
set in my father's eyes again

My father always promised us
That we would live in France
We'd go boating on the Seine
And I would learn to dance

I sail my memories of home
Like boats across the Seine
And watch the Paris sun
set in my father's eyes again.

Neither of us ever made it there. He died when I was 13 and he was 51. The second image of her in the video is like a twin of me. This song makes me cry listening to it after all these years.

There was no mother to take over, and I realized I had to grow up fast and take care of myself. I hope I did an adequate job. I think a lot of him on the holidays, and the older I get, the more I miss him.

Strange, after half a century, isn't it. He had many paintings of such scenes he loved to look at, hoping for the future, but he was not a miner, though. Thanks for the French and the translation.