Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Un héros est mort , by - Debout sur le zinc. Song from the album Récréations, in the genre ПопRelease date: 21.10.2007
Record label: SARL DSLZ
Song language: French
Un héros est mort(original) |
| Un soir une femme a versé mille larmes |
| Sur le corps sans vie d’une âme brave |
| Dans un sanglot elle rangea ses armes |
| Elle ne pensait pas pouvoir faire tant de mal |
| Écoutez |
| Écoutez-la maintenant pleurer |
| Comme l’enfant sur le moineau |
| Qu’il vient de tuer |
| Elle savait qu’il l’aimait et ça |
| La faisait rigoler, elle a tant joué |
| Avec lui qu’il en est mort aujourd’hui |
| Pauvre homm ta vie ne fut qu’un ennui |
| Rgardez |
| Regardez-la maintenant lui mendier |
| Un instant un souffle de vie |
| Pour se faire pardonner |
| Il s’est gelé les mains pour elle |
| En lui décrochant cent fois la lune |
| Il a versé cent fois sa fortune |
| Pour lui offrir une fois le soleil |
| Admirez |
| Admirez-le tout chancelant |
| D’avoir creusé la terre pour trouver ce diamant |
| Qu’elle voulait tant |
| Les heures tournent, le héros est mort |
| La femme pleure sur son triste sort |
| Un frisson glacé mêlé de remords |
| Lui traverse le corps, mais qui a eu tort? |
| Les heures tournent, le héros est mort |
| La femme pleure sur son triste sort |
| Un frisson glacé mêlé de remords |
| Lui traverse le corps, mais qui a eu tort? |
| (translation) |
| One evening a woman shed a thousand tears |
| On the lifeless body of a brave soul |
| With a sob she put away her weapons |
| She didn't think she could do so much harm |
| Listen |
| Hear her now cry |
| Like the child on the sparrow |
| That he just killed |
| She knew he loved her and that |
| Made her laugh, she played so much |
| With him that he died today |
| Poor man your life was just a bore |
| Watch |
| Watch her now beg him |
| A moment a breath of life |
| To be forgiven |
| He froze his hands for her |
| By taking down the moon a hundred times |
| He poured out a hundred times his fortune |
| To give her once the sun |
| Admire |
| Admire it all tottering |
| For digging the earth to find that diamond |
| That she wanted so much |
| The hours are ticking, the hero is dead |
| The woman cries over her sad fate |
| An icy chill mixed with remorse |
| It goes through the body, but who was wrong? |
| The hours are ticking, the hero is dead |
| The woman cries over her sad fate |
| An icy chill mixed with remorse |
| It goes through the body, but who was wrong? |