Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Un miroir pur qui te rend misérable, artist - Celeste. Date of issue: 20.05.2010
Song language: French
Un miroir pur qui te rend misérable(original) |
| Elles couraient dans les cours d’coles |
| Et irradiaient nos rves |
| D’un sourire impalpable |
| Elles partageaient leurs craintes et leurs peurs |
| Et s’abandonnaient |
| Adosses leurs cartables |
| Insouciantes et adorables |
| Un miroir pur qui te rend misrable |
| Elles se rfugiaient dans leurs bras |
| Toutes penaudes mais effrayes car |
| On les a jetes |
| Contre un mur |
| Une une comme des compagnons d’infortune |
| O est passe la magie |
| Seraient-ce ces chevaliers qui clous au lit |
| Nous drobent et rossent |
| Nos enfants tant aimes et propagent |
| Cette torpeur aveugle |
| C’tait pourtant de l’or |
| C’tait pourtant de l’or |
| C’tait pourtant bien de l’or qui coulait |
| Au bout de leurs doigts |
| Mais c’est de l’encre qui gt ds lors |
| Au creux au fond de leurs reins |
| Mais c’est de l’or qui gt ds lors |
| Qui brille encore |
| Et c’est leur corps qui gt encore |
| Au fond au creux de cette marre. |
| C’tait pourtant bien de l’or qui coulait |
| Au bout de leurs doigts |
| Mais c’est de l’encre qui gt ds lors |
| Au creux au fond de leurs reins |
| Mais c’est de l’or qui gt ds lors |
| Qui brille encore |
| Et c’est leur corps qui gt encore |
| Au fond au creux de cette marre. |
| (translation) |
| They were running in the schoolyards |
| And radiated our dreams |
| With an impalpable smile |
| They shared their fears and fears |
| And gave up |
| Lean their schoolbags |
| Carefree and adorable |
| A pure mirror that makes you miserable |
| They took refuge in their arms |
| All sheepish but scared because |
| We threw them away |
| Against a wall |
| One like companions in misfortune |
| Where is the magic |
| Could it be those knights who bedridden |
| We rob and thrash |
| Our beloved and propagated children |
| This blind torpor |
| It was gold though |
| It was gold though |
| Yet it was gold that was flowing |
| At their fingertips |
| But it's ink that gt ds then |
| Deep down in their loins |
| But it's gold that goes when |
| who still shines |
| And it's their body that still gt |
| At the bottom in the hollow of this pond. |
| Yet it was gold that was flowing |
| At their fingertips |
| But it's ink that gt ds then |
| Deep down in their loins |
| But it's gold that goes when |
| who still shines |
| And it's their body that still gt |
| At the bottom in the hollow of this pond. |