Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Prenons le large, artist - Benjamin Biolay. Album song La Superbe, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 20.06.2010
Record label: Naïve Records
Song language: French
Prenons le large(original) |
Boxe, boxe, boxe la lune, fouette, fouette, fouette la brume |
Touche, touche, touche mes rides |
Gobe, gobe, gobe, gobe, gobe l’acide |
Tombe, tombe, tombe le masque, saque, saque, saque ces lâches |
Bombe, bombe, bombe l’ego et lâche, lâche, lâche le sac |
Prenons le large, prenons le large, ne rentrons pas, mon cœur |
Prenons le large, prenons le large, ne rentrons pas encore |
Vide, vide, vide tes poches, froisse, froisse, froisse l’affiche |
Brûle, brûle, brûle la chambre et laisse, laisse tout en friche |
Et t’auras plus jamais peur, plus de mots durs à l’encre |
Mais des serments d’une heure et ma main sur le ventre |
Un air de savoir l’abîme mais de ne plus y toucher |
Des larmes de bonheur sublime devant mes yeux fermés |
Et les phares grand allumés |
Prenons le large, prenons le large, ne rentrons pas, mon cœur |
Prenons le large, prenons le large, ne rentrons pas encore |
Boxe, boxe, boxe la lune, fouette, fouette, fouette la brume |
Touche, touche, touche mes rides |
Gobe, gobe, gobe, gobe, gobe l’acide |
Prenons le large, prenons le large, ne rentrons pas, mon cœur |
Prenons le large, prenons le large, ne rentrons pas encore |
Prenons le large, prenons le large, ne rentrons pas, mon cœur |
Prenons le large, prenons le large, ne rentrons pas encore |
Encore, encore, encore, encore, ne rentrons pas, mon cœur |
(translation) |
Boxing, boxing, boxing the moon, whip, whip, whip the mist |
Touch, touch, touch my wrinkles |
Gob, gob, gob, gob, gob the acid |
Drop, drop, drop the mask, drop, drop, drop these cowards |
Bomb, bomb, bomb the ego and drop, drop, drop the bag |
Let's sail away, let's sail away, don't go back, sweetheart |
Let's sail away, let's sail away, let's not go home yet |
Empty, empty, empty your pockets, crumple, crumple, crumple the poster |
Burn, burn, burn the room and leave, leave it all fallow |
And you'll never be scared again, no more harsh words in ink |
But hour-long oaths and my hand on my stomach |
An air of knowing the abyss but not touching it anymore |
Tears of sublime happiness before my closed eyes |
And the headlights high on |
Let's sail away, let's sail away, don't go back, sweetheart |
Let's sail away, let's sail away, let's not go home yet |
Boxing, boxing, boxing the moon, whip, whip, whip the mist |
Touch, touch, touch my wrinkles |
Gob, gob, gob, gob, gob the acid |
Let's sail away, let's sail away, don't go back, sweetheart |
Let's sail away, let's sail away, let's not go home yet |
Let's sail away, let's sail away, don't go back, sweetheart |
Let's sail away, let's sail away, let's not go home yet |
Again, again, again, again, let's not go back, sweetheart |