Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nos vies d'avant , by - Archimède. Release date: 01.04.2012
Song language: French
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nos vies d'avant , by - Archimède. Nos vies d'avant(original) |
| Laver nos vies d’avant |
| Les amours incendiaires |
| Quand on avait l’aplomb de dire tout haut |
| Qu’on était soi-disant des amants téméraires |
| Qu’on ne ferait jamais faux bond à notre crédo |
| Les crémaillères qu’on pend, nos jeunesses qu’on enterre |
| Bizutage à la con, tomber le rideau |
| 'Faut bien rentrer dans le rang, qu’attendais-t-on d’y hier? |
| J’trinque à nos vies qui vont comme tel fardeau |
| À nos regrets non rien ne ressemble |
| À l’Eden que l’on squattait ensemble |
| À nos regrets non rien ne ressemble |
| À l’Eden que l’on squattait ensemble |
| On aurait pu surement esquiver l’ordinaire |
| Ces prisons qui nous font vieillir trop tôt |
| Toi les galeries marchandes, le cafard des hyper |
| Moi le quotidien félon des escabeaux |
| À nos regrets non rien ne ressemble |
| À l’Eden que l’on squattait ensemble |
| À nos regrets non rien ne ressemble |
| À nos excès nos, joies, nos ex cambres |
| Laver nos vies d’avant |
| Les amours incendiaires |
| Quand on avait l’aplomb de dire tout haut |
| Qu’on était soit disant des amants téméraire |
| J’trinque à nos vies qui vont tel un fardeau |
| À nos regrets non rien ne ressemble |
| À l’Eden que l’on squattait ensemble |
| À nos regrets non rien ne ressemble |
| À nos excès, nos joies, nos ex 'cambre |
| À nos regrets non rien ne ressemble |
| À l’Eden que l’on squattait ensemble |
| (translation) |
| Wash our lives before |
| The incendiary loves |
| When we had the nerve to say out loud |
| That we were supposedly reckless lovers |
| That we would never let our credo slip |
| The racks that we hang, our youths that we bury |
| Bullshit hazing, drop the curtain |
| 'You have to get in line, what did you expect from yesterday? |
| I drink to our lives which go like such a burden |
| To our regret no nothing resembles |
| At the Eden that we squatted together |
| To our regret no nothing resembles |
| At the Eden that we squatted together |
| Surely we could have dodged the ordinary |
| These prisons that make us age too soon |
| You the malls, the cockroach of the hypermarkets |
| Me the daily traitor of the stepladders |
| To our regret no nothing resembles |
| At the Eden that we squatted together |
| To our regret no nothing resembles |
| To our excesses our, joys, our ex arches |
| Wash our lives before |
| The incendiary loves |
| When we had the nerve to say out loud |
| That we were supposedly reckless lovers |
| I drink to our lives that go like a burden |
| To our regret no nothing resembles |
| At the Eden that we squatted together |
| To our regret no nothing resembles |
| To our excesses, our joys, our ex' arches |
| To our regret no nothing resembles |
| At the Eden that we squatted together |
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