Benjamin Biolay
Benjamin Biolay - Parc fermé Engelse vertaling songtekst
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Parc Closed
Take us back to our lives before Take us back to our lives before Take us back to our lives before Today I don't feel good, damn, I have no more benchmarks Feel like screwing my life up I don't even have an idea for a chorus, I feel like I'm being used for nothing Today I don't feel good, damn, I have no more benchmarks Feel like screwing my life up I don't even have an idea for a chorus, I feel like I'm being used for nothing More than a year that we have struggled, that we no longer resurface More than a year that we hope but more than a year that we veil our face We killed our dreams, our booming career We feel more sorry for our fate, maybe it's because we are already dead Our vagabond lives on the waves and on the stages Are only vague to the soul that loneliness strikes us We help each other, we train, we obsess We remain dignified, but who will be there at our funeral? Yet we had waited, we thought to break through, who would have believed it We got shot in mid-flight, eh We no longer calculate what we lost, we saved what we could We no longer believe in fine words So we arrange, we combine, of course We do everything to find a few minutes of our previous lives Bring us back to life before Take us back to our lives before Take us back to our lives before Today I don't feel good, damn, I have no more benchmarks Feel like screwing my life up I don't even have an idea for a chorus, I feel like I'm being used for nothing Today I don't feel good, damn, I have no more benchmarks Feel like screwing my life up I don't even have an idea for a chorus, I feel like I'm being used for nothing I try to tell stories that hold up I try to move on but the best times are behind us I'm looking for the positive, notes of hope on the lines of my staff Even the white ones are filled with black ideas Talk about us, watch us, listen to us Everybody's gnawed at their courage, now everybody's gonna go crazy Young people to sacrifice, neglected sectors Like a question of equality, like the feeling of being forgotten So we arrange, we combine, of course We do everything to find a few minutes of our previous lives Bring us back to life before Today I don't feel good, damn, I have no more benchmarks Feel like screwing my life up I don't even have an idea for a chorus, I feel like I'm being used for nothing Today I don't feel good, damn, I have no more benchmarks Feel like screwing my life up I don't even have an idea for a chorus, I feel like I'm being used for nothing The impression that I am useless Who I am? Or I'll? The impression that I am useless Who I am? Or I'll? Today I don't feel good, damn, I have no more benchmarks Feel like screwing my life up I don't even have an idea for a chorus, I feel like I'm being used for nothing Today I don't feel good, damn, I have no more benchmarks Feel like screwing my life up I don't even have an idea for a chorus, I feel like I'm being used for nothing The impression that I am useless Who I am? Where am I going? He Said She Said " He said, "You bore me to death" "I know you heard me the first time" and "Be sad, but don't be depressed" Just think it over, over and He said, "It's all in your head" "But keep an ear to the grapevine" and "Get drunk, but don't be a mess" Keep thinkin 'over, over I try But it's hard to hit rewind When I feel like I feel like I'm losin 'my mind (Feel like I'm losin 'my mind) Feel like I'm losin 'my mind (Feel like I'm losin 'my mind) Over and over, I Feel like I'm losin 'my mind (Feel like I'm losin 'my mind) Feel like I'm losin 'my mind Over and over, I try Ooh, ooh, ooh He said, "You need to be fed" "But keep an eye on your waistline" and "Look good, but don't be obsessed" Keep thinkin 'over, over I try But it's hard to know what's right When I feel like I'm borrowin 'all of my time And it's hard to hit rewind When I feel like I feel like I'm losin 'my mind (Feel like I'm losin 'my mind) Feel like I'm losin 'my mind (Feel like I'm losin 'my mind) Over and over, I Feel like I'm losin 'my mind (Feel like I'm losin 'my mind) Feel like I'm losin 'my mind Over and over, I (Feel like I'm losin 'my mind) Feel like I'm losin 'my mind (Feel like I'm losin 'my mind) Over and over, I Feel like I'm losin 'my mind (Feel like I'm losin 'my mind) Feel like I'm losin 'my mind Over and over I tryParc closed Too bad I'm going to stroll towards Notre-Dame, burnt Too bad I stay on the tarmac, paved It's almost nothing but I make a big deal out of it Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Closed park Too bad I'll try to have a drink, ice cold In the midst of thousands of loners, I know I only like the sea when I'm on land Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Closed park Is it an avalanche, an unforeseen event I felt the earth was tilting from the start We wore mittens In the good days of the Samaritan woman Yeah, yeah, yeah Closed park I dreamed of finding this old steel bench From r
Parc fermé
Tant pis je vais flâner vers Notre-Dame, brûlée Tant pis je reste sur le macadam, pavé C'est presque rien mais j'en fais tout un drame Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Parc fermé Tant pis je vais tenter de boire un verre, glacé Au milieu de milliers de solitaires, je sais Je n'aime la mer que lorsque j'suis sur terre Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Parc fermé Est-ce une avalanche, un imprévu Je sentais bien que la terre penchait dès le début Nous portions des mitaines Au bon temps de la Samaritaine Yeah, yeah, yeah Parc fermé Je rêvais de retrouver ce vieux banc d'acier De regarder passer la vie des gens, passer Et par le grand Soleil chauffé à blanc Qu'on se touche Yeah, yeah, yeah Parc fermé Je vais me contenter d'imaginer l'effet L'effet que ça ferait de t'embrasser Je sais Que rien n'pourra jamais te remplacer Ni ta bouche Yeah, yeah, yeah Parc fermé Est-ce une avalanche, un imprévu Je sentais bien que la terre penchait dès le début Nous portions des mitaines Au bon temps de la Samaritaine Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Sur le pont Neuf y a que des vieux Sur le pont Neuf y a que des vieux Sur le pont Neuf y a que des vieux Yeah, yeah, yeah Parc fermé Je n'sais plus où aller, je suis désemparée On devait s'retrouver là, devant les rosiers Je t'attendais mais j'n'ai plus le courage Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Parc fermé Retourner à la case départ pour avancer Je veux prendre le large Marcher toute la journée Je t'ai laissé un avis de passage Yeah, yeah, yeah
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- Land: Frankrijk
- benjaminbiolay.com
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