Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Le grand départ, artist - Axelle Red. Album song Un cœur comme le mien, in the genre Эстрада
Date of issue: 03.04.2011
Record label: Naïve Records
Song language: French
Le grand départ(original) |
Makissa a vue le jour |
Sur le bords du niger |
Et elle connait de l’amour |
Ce que les autres en espérent |
C est l’année de ses 15 ans |
Que son regard a croisé |
Belle voiture et homme en blanc plus agée |
Makissa bien décidée |
A changer de drapeau |
Nouvelle vie jouée aux dés |
Dans un joli chapeau |
Elle sait bien comment s’y prendre |
Meme si trente ans les separent |
Pres de lui, attendre le grand départ |
Elle veut devenir ce qu’elle a toujours su |
Mais bientot l’amantne la reconnait plus |
Il ne l’aimait pas et son reve est foutu |
En dit qu’elle est née juste apres qu’il ai plu |
Makissa est prise au piége |
Oh mon dieu quelle s’en veut |
De n’avoir vue que de la neige |
Dans ce ciel en feu |
Hors de question qu’elle emprunte |
Les chemins de ses péres |
Mais tres vite elle est enciente |
Gagne ou perds |
L’homme qui ne veut rien entendre |
Et la famille aussi |
Elle ne peut pas se défendre |
Elle est la maladie |
Elle n' aurrait jamais pu croire |
Qu’en dansant avec lui |
Elle ecrirait son histoire |
Son gachis |
Elle est devenue ce qu’elle ne voulais pas |
Maitement l’amant ne la reconnait pas |
Elle est abattue et lui ne l’aimait pas |
On dit qu’elle est née juste apres qu’il ait plu |
Mais combien de temps dure une vie entiére |
Ici on croit juste en l’ephémere |
L’homme en blanc se console |
Il sait tres bien qu’ici |
Les bébés,ça s’envole |
En un tour de magie |
Bientot il repartira |
En france pres de toulouse |
Il oubliera Makissa |
Dans les bras de son épouse |
Sa mission terminée |
Quel beau pays c’etait |
Elle est devenue ce qu’elle ne voulais pas |
Maitement sa famille ne la reconnait plus |
Elle est abattue, lui qui ne l’amait pas |
Il dit qu’elle est née juste apres qu' il ait plu |
Comment ça finit, une vie entiére |
Aurrait-on seulement les pieds sur terre |
Malgré la lumiére, a t-on les pieds sur terre? |
Malgré le calvaire, a t-on les bonnes prieres? |
Malgré les prieres, a t-on les pieds sur terre? |
Malgré le calvaire a t-on les pires sur terre? |
OH oh oh oh oh oh |
(translation) |
Makissa came into being |
On the banks of the Niger |
And she knows love |
What others expect |
This is the year of his 15th birthday |
That her gaze met |
Nice car and older man in white |
Makissa determined |
To change flag |
New life played on the dice |
In a nice hat |
She knows how to handle it |
Even if thirty years separate them |
Next to him, waiting for the big departure |
She wants to become what she always knew |
But soon the lover no longer recognizes her |
He didn't love her and his dream is ruined |
Said she was born just after it rained |
Makissa is trapped |
Oh my god she blames herself |
To have seen only snow |
In this burning sky |
No way she's borrowing |
The paths of his fathers |
But very quickly she is pregnant |
Win or lose |
The man who doesn't want to hear anything |
And the family too |
She can't defend herself |
She is the disease |
She could never have believed |
Than dancing with him |
She would write her story |
His mess |
She became what she didn't want |
But the lover doesn't recognize her |
She's down and he didn't love her |
They say she was born just after it rained |
But how long is a lifetime |
Here we just believe in the ephemeral |
The man in white consoles himself |
He knows very well that here |
Babies fly away |
In a magic trick |
Soon he will be gone |
In France near Toulouse |
He will forget Makissa |
In the arms of his wife |
His mission complete |
What a beautiful country it was |
She became what she didn't want |
But her family no longer recognizes her |
She is dejected, he who did not love her |
He says she was born just after it rained |
How it ends, a whole life |
Would we only have our feet on the ground |
Despite the light, do we have our feet on the ground? |
Despite the Calvary, do we have the right prayers? |
Despite the prayers, do we have our feet on the ground? |
Despite the ordeal do we have the worst on earth? |
oh oh oh oh oh oh |