Lyrics of Saint-Lunaire dimanche matin - Etienne Daho

Saint-Lunaire dimanche matin (original)

La f?
te s’ach?ve et les derniers se pressent
C’est comme dans un r?
ve et y’a plus rien?
boire, bonsoir
Dans le vestibule o?
nos regards se croisent
Vais-je enfin oser l’amener sur la plage, bonjour
C’est l’heure des folies permises, enfin
L’heure o?
je ne comprends plus rien
La f?
te s’ach?ve, plus une cigarette
Mais toi, tu as compris, tu me suis sans rien dire, bonjour
C’est l’heure des d?
lires permis, enfin
L’heure o?
je ne comprends plus rien
Tant d’alcool, ma t?
te est lourde
Un peu d’air frais me ferait du bien
La f?
te s’ach?ve et les derniers se pressent
Y’a plus rien?
boire, mais tes l?
vres suffisent, bonjour !

(translation)

The f?
you are coming to an end and the last are hurrying
It's like in an r?
ve and there's nothing left?
drink, good evening
In the vestibule o?
our eyes meet
Will I finally dare to bring it to the beach, hello
It's time for permitted madness, finally
The time where?
I do not understand anything anymore
The f?
you're over, no longer a cigarette
But you, you understood, you follow me without saying anything, hello
It's time for d?
read allowed, finally
The time where?
I do not understand anything anymore
So much alcohol, my t?
you are heavy
A little fresh air would do me good
The f?
you are coming to an end and the last are hurrying
Is there nothing more?
drink, but your
are enough, hello!