Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Demain , by - Patrick Bruel. Release date: 13.12.2012
Song language: French
Demain(original) |
| Demain, c'était descendre l’Amazone |
| Demain, apprendre à parler portugais |
| Demain, replanter des iris jaunes |
| Demain, finir de peindre après l'été |
| Demain, elle avait tant de choses à faire |
| Sauter, de nuit, en parachute |
| Virtuose au violoncelle |
| Etre en lumière quelques minutes |
| Alors elle vit, elle rit, elle danse |
| Demain, elle verra bien |
| La couleur de la chance |
| Demain, elle voulait juste avoir le temps |
| Demain, d’apprendre à nager à Norbert |
| Demain, de lui montrer les éléphants |
| Demain, de lui dire qui est Gulliver |
| Demain, si elle pouvait sentir passer |
| Quelques rides sur son visage |
| Pouvoir dire «Je t’aime à jamais» |
| Et croire que c’est un long voyage |
| Alors elle vit, elle rit, elle danse |
| Demain, la regarde de loin |
| Et s’approche en silence |
| Demain, demain s’arrête un soir de mai |
| Demain, plutôt grand brun et très bavard |
| Demain, la lune était rouge et mouillée |
| Et lui, lui il avait les yeux très noirs |
| Demain, il l’a serrait si tendrement |
| L’amour riait avec la mort |
| Si fort qu’elle, elle en a gardé |
| Pour toujours les deux dans le corps |
| Pourtant elle rit, elle vit, elle danse |
| Demain, elle verra bien |
| La couleur de la chance |
| Demain, mais c’est déjà passé demain |
| Demain, les iris et la peinture bleue |
| Demain, Norbert aura 5 ans en juin |
| Pour lui, elle ouvre grand les yeux |
| Demain, surtout, surtout pas dormir |
| De peur de rater un matin |
| De laisser quelques heures s’enfuir |
| De peur de rêver à demain |
| Alors elle rit, elle vit, elle danse |
| Demain, elle sait trop bien |
| La couleur de sa chance |
| Mais tant qu’elle vit, elle rit, elle danse |
| Demain la regarde de loin |
| Et s’approche en silence |
| Et s’approche en silence |
| (translation) |
| Tomorrow was going down the Amazon |
| Tomorrow, learn to speak Portuguese |
| Tomorrow, replant yellow irises |
| Tomorrow finish painting after summer |
| Tomorrow she had so many things to do |
| Jump, at night, by parachute |
| Cello Virtuoso |
| Be in the light for a few minutes |
| So she lives, she laughs, she dances |
| Tomorrow she will see |
| The color of luck |
| Tomorrow she just wanted time |
| Tomorrow, to teach Norbert to swim |
| Tomorrow show him the elephants |
| Tomorrow tell him who Gulliver is |
| Tomorrow, if she could feel it pass |
| A few wrinkles on his face |
| Being able to say "I love you forever" |
| And believe it's a long journey |
| So she lives, she laughs, she dances |
| Tomorrow is watching her from afar |
| And approaches in silence |
| Tomorrow, tomorrow ends on a May evening |
| Tomorrow, rather tall brown and very talkative |
| Tomorrow the moon was red and wet |
| And he, he had very black eyes |
| Tomorrow he hugged her so tenderly |
| Love laughed with death |
| So strong that she, she kept some |
| Forever both in the body |
| Yet she laughs, she lives, she dances |
| Tomorrow she will see |
| The color of luck |
| Tomorrow, but it's already gone tomorrow |
| Tomorrow, irises and blue paint |
| Tomorrow, Norbert will be 5 years old in June |
| For him, she opens her eyes wide |
| Tomorrow, especially, especially not sleep |
| For fear of missing a morning |
| To let a few hours slip away |
| For fear of dreaming about tomorrow |
| So she laughs, she lives, she dances |
| Tomorrow she knows too well |
| The color of his luck |
| But as long as she lives, she laughs, she dances |
| Tomorrow is watching her from afar |
| And approaches in silence |
| And approaches in silence |