Natasha Bedingfield
Natasha Bedingfield - Unwritten French translation lyrics
Your rating:
Pas encore écrit
Je suis une histoire pas encore écrite, on ne peut pas lire en moi, je suis indéfinie Le stylo à la main, je commence à peine, que je finis sans rien avoir préparé Toi qui es rivé sur la feuille blanche devant toi Ouvre la fenêtre noire Que le soleil illumine les mots que tu ne trouvais pas Toi qui tentes de saisir quelque chose à l'horizon Si proche que tu pourrais presque y goûter Laisser aller tes inhibitions Sens la pluie couler sur te peau Ca personne ne peut le faire pour toi Seul toi peux l'absorber Personne d'autre, personne d'autre Ne peut pas dire les mots de tes lèvres Innonde-toi de paroles jamais dites Vis ta vie les bras grand ouverts C'est à aujourd'hui que commence ton livre Il ne reste qu'à écrire la suite Oh, oh, oh Je romps la tradition; dans mes tentatives il m'arrive de déborder des lignes On a été formatés à s'interdire l'erreur, mais moi je ne peux pas vivre comme ça (répét.)
Unwritten
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it Release your inhibitions Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins The rest is still unwritten Oh, oh, oh I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it Release your inhibitions Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins The rest is still unwritten Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it Release your inhibitions Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins The rest is still unwritten The rest is still unwritten The rest is still unwritten Oh, yeah, yeah
Get this song at:
Copyrights:
Author: Danielle Brisebois, Natasha Bedingfield, Wayne Rodrigues
Composer: ?
Publisher: BMG UK & Ireland Ltd.
Details:
Released in: 2004
Language: English
Translations: German , French , Dutch
Appearing on: Unwritten (2004) , N.B. (2007) , Live in New York City (2007) , iTunes Live from London (2007)
More info:
- Country: United Kingdom
- natashabedingfield.com
- last.fm/music/Natasha+Bedingfield
- myspace.com/natashabedingfield
- twitter.com/natashabdnfield
- facebook.com/natashabedingfield
The display of this lyric is permitted by the federation of music authors and publishers (Femu)