Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La mouche, artist - Michel Polnareff. Album song Pop rock en stock, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 07.12.2017
Record label: Barclay
Song language: French
La mouche(original) |
Je suis une mouche |
Pose sur sa bouche |
Elle tait nue |
On aurait cru le paradis |
Tant elle tait jolie |
Je suis une mouche |
Pose l sur sa bouche |
Je n’avais d’yeux que pour elle |
Mais elle voulait |
Que je me tire tire d’ailes |
Sur ses lvres, moi, j’avais dcid |
De ne plus jamais m’envoler |
Sur ses lvres, moi, j’avais dcid |
De ne plus jamais m’en aller |
Mais que fait donc cette mouche |
Pose l sur ma bouche |
Demanda-t-elle au peintre |
Qui lui dit |
Comme c’est joli |
De voir cette mouche |
Dessine sur ta bouche |
Et moi j’aurais tout donn |
Oui, tout donn |
Pour pouvoir l’embrasser |
Sur ses lvres, moi, j’avais dpos |
Le plus doux des plus doux baisers |
Sur ses lvres, moi, d’une gifle elle m’a tue |
Croyant que j’voulais la piquer |
J’tais une mouche |
Pose l sur sa bouche |
Elle tait nue |
On aurait cru le paradis |
Tant elle tait jolie |
Je suis une mouche |
Ecrase sur sa bouche |
Il ne faut pas dire aux femmes |
Qu’on les aime |
Sinon elles deviennent piques |
Sur ses lvres, moi, je m’tais pos |
Pour lui dire que je l’aimais |
Mais les femmes, moi, |
Je n’m’tais pas mfi |
C’est un peu tard vous me direz |
C’est un peu tard vous me direz, vous me direz |
C’est un peu tard vous me direz |
J’tais une mouche |
Pose sur sa bouche |
Je voulais seul’ment l’embrasser |
Mais elle a cru que j’voulais la piquer |
Que c’est dur d’tre une mouche |
Quand d’autres que vous prenn' la mouche |
De moi il ne reste qu’un point |
Sur un tableau |
Comme le ciel est loin |
Sur ses lvres, moi, je m’tais pos |
Pour lui dire que je l’aimais |
Mais les femmes, moi, |
Je n' m’tais pas mfi |
Une mouche c’est vraiment bte tuer |
Une mouche c’est vraiment bte tuer |
Une mouche c’est vraiment bte tuer |
Je suis une mouche |
Pose sur sa bouche |
(translation) |
I'm a fly |
Lay on her mouth |
She was naked |
It felt like paradise |
She was so pretty |
I'm a fly |
put it on his mouth |
I only had eyes for her |
But she wanted |
That I pull myself up with wings |
On his lips, I had decided |
To never fly away again |
On his lips, I had decided |
To never leave again |
But what is this fly doing |
put it on my mouth |
she asked the painter |
who tells him |
How pretty it is |
To see that fly |
Draw on your mouth |
And I would have given everything |
Yes, everything |
To be able to kiss her |
On his lips, I had placed |
The sweetest of the sweetest kisses |
On her lips, me, with a slap she killed me |
Thinking I wanted to steal her |
I was a fly |
put it on his mouth |
She was naked |
It felt like paradise |
She was so pretty |
I'm a fly |
Crush on his mouth |
Women should not be told |
That we love them |
Otherwise they become prickly |
On his lips, me, I had posed |
To tell her that I love her |
But the women, me, |
I was not silent mfi |
It's a little late you tell me |
It's a little late you tell me, you tell me |
It's a little late you tell me |
I was a fly |
Lay on her mouth |
I only wanted to kiss her |
But she thought I wanted to steal her |
It's hard to be a fly |
When other than you take the fly |
Of me only one point remains |
On a board |
How far the sky is |
On his lips, me, I had posed |
To tell her that I love her |
But the women, me, |
I was not silent mfi |
A fly is really stupid to kill |
A fly is really stupid to kill |
A fly is really stupid to kill |
I'm a fly |
Lay on her mouth |