Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pas là souvent , by - Élodie Frégé. Song from the album Le Jeu Des 7 Erreurs, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2005
Record label: Mercury, TF1 Entreprises
Song language: French
Pas là souvent(original) |
| Toi, pour un Prince Charmant, t'étais pas là souvent. |
| Mais dans la chambre nue, tes allées et venues me mettaient à cran. |
| J’en ai connu des gens, j’ai eu de beaux moments |
| Avant toi, souvent nue, mais trop vêtue dedans. |
| Ca semble saugrenu, surprenant… Mais pourtant… |
| Non, rien de rien, non, ne regrette rien. |
| Si c'était à refaire, non, ne change rien… |
| Non, rien de rien, non, je n’oublierai rien |
| Pas même le goût amer du dernier coup… De rein. |
| Comme presque tous les gens, t'étais pas là souvent. |
| Mais je n’t’attendrai plus, ma jeunesse est foutue |
| La tienne fout le camp. |
| M’adorais-tu vraiment? |
| Prenais-tu du bon temps |
| Avec une inconnue dans de grands draps écrus? |
| Peut-être rouges sang, rugissants… Mais pourtant… |
| Non, rien de rien, non, ne regrette rien. |
| Si c'était à refaire, non, ne change rien… |
| Non, rien de rien, non, je n’oublierai rien |
| Pas même le goût amer du dernier coup… De rein. |
| Comme tous les princes charmants, tu étais charmant… |
| Mais pas là souvent, pas là souvent. |
| (translation) |
| You, for a Prince Charming, you weren't around often. |
| But in the bare room, your comings and goings pissed me off. |
| I've known some people, I've had some good times |
| Before you, often naked, but overdressed inside. |
| It seems absurd, surprising... But still... |
| No, nothing, no, no regrets. |
| If it had to be done again, no, don't change anything... |
| No, nothing at all, no, I won't forget anything |
| Not even the bitter taste of the last shot... Kidney. |
| Like almost all people, you weren't there often. |
| But I won't wait for you anymore, my youth is finished |
| Yours is getting the hell out. |
| Did you really adore me? |
| were you having a good time |
| With a stranger in big ecru sheets? |
| Maybe blood red, roaring... But still... |
| No, nothing, no, no regrets. |
| If it had to be done again, no, don't change anything... |
| No, nothing at all, no, I won't forget anything |
| Not even the bitter taste of the last shot... Kidney. |
| Like all prince charmings, you were charming… |
| But not there often, not there often. |