Éric Lapointe

Éric Lapointe - Mon Ange English translation lyrics

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My angel

This world will never be beautiful
The world is so crazy
This world, I would have  given it away
Fortunately, you change everything
At night, it's never warm
The night, it's like a wolf
The wolf wanted me dead
Fortunately, you change everything
My angel*, the time has come for me to change to face of my god
Would you please spread your beauty on my burns?
My angel, angels have your eyes, your wounds
If only you knew all that I swear to you from within the depths of my armor
This world will never be beautiful
It is not meant for us
If at least at night I can touch your skin
I don't care about the rest

My angel, the time has come for me to change the face of my god
Would you please spread your beauty on my burns?
My angel, angels have your eyes, that I'm sure of
If only you knew all that I swear to you from within the depths of my armor
I was waiting in oblivion, without a goal, without a fatherland, like I was finished
I didn't want to go on anymore
Didn't want to exist
Fortunately, you change everything
My angel, the time has come for me to change the face of my god
Would you please spread your beauty on my burns?
My angel, angels don't always have pure eyes
If only you knew all that I swear to you from within the depths of my armor

Mon Ange

Ce monde s'ra jamais beau
Le monde est tellement fou
Ce monde, j'en aurais fait cadeau
Heureusement, tu changes tout

La nuit, y fait jamais chaud
La nuit, c'est comme un loup
Le loup voulait ma peau
Heureusement, tu changes tout

Mon ange, il est temps que je change le visage de mon dieu
Veux-tu étendre ta beauté sur mes brûlures?
Mon ange, les anges ont des yeux, des blessures
Si tu savais tout ce que j'te jure, du fond de mon armure

Ce monde s'ra jamais beau
Il n'est pas pour nous
Si au moins la nuit je peux toucher ta peau
Le reste je m'en fous

Mon ange, il est temps que je change le visage de mon dieu
Veux-tu étendre ta beauté sur mes brûlures?
Mon ange, les anges ont des yeux, j'en suis sûr
Si tu savais tout ce que j'te jure, du fond de mon armure

J't'attendais dans l'oubli
Sans but, sans patrie, comme un gars fini
J'avais plus l'gôut d'avancer
Plus l'goût d'exister
Heureusement, tu changes tout

Mon ange, il est temps que je change le visage de mon dieu
Veux-tu étendre ta beauté sur mes brûlures?
Mon ange, les anges n'ont pas tous les yeux purs
Si tu savais tout ce que j'te jure, du fond de mon armure
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Author: C. Pineault, R. Tobra, É. Lapointe

Composer: ?

Publisher: Diffusion YFB Inc.

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Released in: 1999

Language: French

Translations: English

Appearing on: À L'ombre De L'ange (1999)

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