Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song L'automne, artist - Chiens De PailleAlbum song Tribute II, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.10.2008
Record label: JussGood
Song language: French
L'automne(original) |
It whisper in my ears |
This time there won’t be a sound |
No alarm calling around |
No time to run for a safer ground |
I woke up this morning |
Heart it was shaking |
That’s payback that he dreams |
What you see is what you get |
But not only got cold |
And the sun don’t shine in |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it’s stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul and I can sense oh babe |
Oh babe |
(toi t’appelles ça l’automne, moi j’appelle ça l’absence) |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it’s stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul things are about to change |
To change |
(toi t’appelles ça l’automne, moi j’appelle ça l’absence) |
À l’aube de ton souvenir se dressent mes ruines |
Ma gorge est pleine d'épines |
L’heure est peut-être des pires, tu n’es pas là |
Mon corps est pierre, mon cœur un puits |
Dehors le soleil brille mais le soleil est gris |
Tu n’viendras pas |
Tes cheveux au fond d’la baignoire, ton parfum sur mon peignoir |
Ton rouge à lèvres sur l’miroir, non je n’rêvais pas |
Je garde ton absence à distance, ton absence sous silence |
Je cherche mon existence, celle d’avant toi |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it’s stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul and I can sense oh babe |
Oh babe |
(toi t’appelles ça l’automne, moi j’appelle ça l’absence) |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it’s stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul things are about to change |
To change |
(toi t’appelles ça l’automne, moi j’appelle ça l’absence) |
Un jour comme aujourd’hui j’ai brûlé |
Du feu de tes yeux sacrés |
L’or de ta peau nacrée avait ma lumière |
Depuis ma voix cherche le vent pour trouver ton oreille |
Et te dire c’que le printemps dit aux fleurs et aux abeilles |
Je m’bats contre le temps qui l’une après l’autre raye |
Les images de ton visage dépeuplant mon sommeil |
Ton absence tient la distance, perfide est la vipère |
Elle grimpe sur mes vieilles plaies comme le lierre sur la vieille pierre |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it’s stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul and I can sense oh babe |
Oh babe |
(toi t’appelles ça l’automne, moi j’appelle ça l’absence) |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it’s stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul things are about to change |
To change |
(toi t’appelles ça l’automne, moi j’appelle ça l’absence) |
C’est l’automne des hirondelles, elles observent le ciel |
Trouvent l’endroit bien étroit, disent qu’il étreint leurs ailes |
Elles qui dormaient sur ton âme, déboussolées se perdent |
Si elles volent vers l’horizon, c’est bien qu’elles t’y espèrent |
V’là un peu d’la solitude d’où tu es partie |
Celle où je traîne ma vie |
Celle où je crève chaque nuit |
Je vais me rendre à ton absence, caché le mur derrière |
Profite de ma souffrance, sois sûre qu’c’est la dernière |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it’s stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul and I can sense oh babe |
Oh babe |
(toi t’appelles ça l’automne, moi j’appelle ça l’absence) |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it’s stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul things are about to change |
To change |
(toi t’appelles ça l’automne, moi j’appelle ça l’absence) |
(translation) |
It whisper in my ears |
This time there won't be a sound |
No alarm calling around |
No time to run for a safer ground |
I woke up this morning |
Heart it was shaking |
That's payback that he dreams |
What you see is what you get |
But not only got cold |
And the sun don't shine in |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it's stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul and I can sense oh babe |
Oh babe |
(you call that autumn, I call that absence) |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it's stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul things are about to change |
To change |
(you call that autumn, I call that absence) |
At the dawn of your memory stand my ruins |
My throat is full of thorns |
The hour may be the worst, you're not here |
My body is stone, my heart a well |
Outside the sun is shining but the sun is gray |
You won't come |
Your hair in the bottom of the bathtub, your perfume on my bathrobe |
Your lipstick on the mirror, no I wasn't dreaming |
I keep your absence at bay, your absence in silence |
I seek my existence, the one before you |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it's stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul and I can sense oh babe |
Oh babe |
(you call that autumn, I call that absence) |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it's stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul things are about to change |
To change |
(you call that autumn, I call that absence) |
On a day like today I burned |
From the fire of your sacred eyes |
The gold of your pearly skin had my light |
Since my voice searches the wind to find your ear |
And tell you what spring says to flowers and bees |
I fight against time which one after another scratches |
The images of your face depopulating my sleep |
Your absence goes the distance, treacherous is the viper |
She climbs over my old wounds like ivy on old stone |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it's stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul and I can sense oh babe |
Oh babe |
(you call that autumn, I call that absence) |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it's stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul things are about to change |
To change |
(you call that autumn, I call that absence) |
It's the fall of the swallows, they watch the sky |
Find the place tight, say it hugs their wings |
They who slept on your soul, confused get lost |
If they fly towards the horizon, it's good that they hope for you there |
Here's a bit of the loneliness where you left |
The one where I drag my life |
The one where I die every night |
I will surrender to your absence, hide the wall behind |
Take advantage of my suffering, be sure it's the last |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it's stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul and I can sense oh babe |
Oh babe |
(you call that autumn, I call that absence) |
I feel it in my songs |
Everything in me is telling me it's stormy |
Oh no |
I feel it in my soul things are about to change |
To change |
(you call that autumn, I call that absence) |