Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Poisson dans la cage , by - Daniel Balavoine. Song from the album Anthologie, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2002
Record label: Barclay
Song language: French
Poisson dans la cage(original) |
| Parti la nage oh eh oh |
| Parti la nage |
| Pour voir le fond de l’eau |
| Voir le fond de l’eau oh eh oh |
| Et du fond de l’eau |
| Voir passer les bateaux |
| Passer les bateaux oh eh oh |
| Et voir les images |
| Paisibles et sans dfaut |
| D’une mer sauvage |
| Juste en changeant de peau |
| Poisson dans la cage oiseau |
| Oiseau sans plumage |
| Parti par les ruisseaux |
| Vers les fleuves sages oh eh oh |
| Et les fleuves sages se mlent aux rouleaux |
| Des ocans chauds oh eh oh |
| Mais dans les bagages |
| Une illusion de trop |
| Croire que tout est beau |
| Sous le niveau zro |
| Et souvent la mer |
| Laisse un got si amer |
| Quand un ami comme un frre |
| Tombe de trop haut |
| On ne pouvait plus rien faire |
| C’est crit sur son tombeau |
| Parti en faisant |
| Un voyage de trop |
| C’est la dose qui l’a mis KO |
| Qui est le coupable oh eh oh |
| L’horizon trop noir |
| Ou le trouble de l’eau |
| Pourquoi l’enfant sage oh eh oh |
| Cherchait le mirage |
| Ailleurs que dans sa peau |
| Poisson dans la cage |
| Ne pourra jamais |
| Expliquer aux oiseaux |
| Qu’on voit toujours trop gros |
| Sous le niveau zro |
| Et souvent la mer |
| Laisse un got si amer |
| Quand un ami comme un frre |
| Tombe de trop haut |
| On ne pouvait plus rien faire |
| C’est crit sur son tombeau |
| Parti en faisant |
| Un voyage de trop |
| C’est la dose qui l’a mis KO |
| (translation) |
| Gone swimming oh eh oh |
| Gone swimming |
| To see the bottom of the water |
| See the bottom of the water oh eh oh |
| And from the bottom of the water |
| See the boats pass |
| Pass the boats oh eh oh |
| And see the pictures |
| Peaceful and Flawless |
| From a wild sea |
| Just by changing skin |
| Fish in the bird cage |
| bird without plumage |
| Gone by the streams |
| To the wise rivers oh eh oh |
| And the wise rivers mingle with the scrolls |
| Warm oceans oh eh oh |
| But in the luggage |
| One illusion too many |
| Believe that everything is beautiful |
| below zero level |
| And often the sea |
| Leaves a taste so bitter |
| When a friend like a brother |
| Fall from too high |
| There was nothing more we could do |
| It's written on his tomb |
| Gone doing |
| One trip too many |
| It was the dose that knocked him out |
| Who is the culprit oh eh oh |
| The horizon too black |
| Or the water disorder |
| Why the good child oh eh oh |
| Was looking for the mirage |
| Other than in his skin |
| Fish in the cage |
| Can never |
| Explain to the birds |
| That we always see too big |
| below zero level |
| And often the sea |
| Leaves a taste so bitter |
| When a friend like a brother |
| Fall from too high |
| There was nothing more we could do |
| It's written on his tomb |
| Gone doing |
| One trip too many |
| It was the dose that knocked him out |