Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Du sable sur les paupières , by - Hocus Pocus. Song from the album 73 touches, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 05.11.2011
Record label: On And On
Song language: French
Du sable sur les paupières(original) |
| Hey ! |
| Can’t you see, you can be what you want to be |
| Can’t you see, you can be what you want to be |
| Come on and see |
| Yeah, comment distinguer l’essentiel |
| Avec du sable sur les paupières |
| Apprécier des couleurs couvertes de poussières |
| Viens, viens, franchissons l’voile |
| Que tu vois réellement à quoi ressemble à toi |
| Au fond, peu importe si t’es pas dans l’style |
| Comment kicker les apparences d’un battement d’cils |
| Quand il y a tant d’fond d’teint et tant d’vernis |
| Tant d’teintes musicales ternies, yeah |
| J’voudrais te guider, explorer tes idées |
| S’exiler pour exister, sans s’exhiber |
| J’ai ce goût amer d’un manque de diversité |
| L’inconfort d’un uniforme qu’on veut me faire porter |
| Éveillé, je lutte pour garder les yeux ouverts, ouais |
| Car le marchand de sable est passé |
| Du sable sur les paupières |
| Mais du sable sous les pavés |
| Hey ! |
| Can’t you see, you can be what you wanna be |
| Fly away with me |
| Can’t you see, you can be what you wanna be |
| Come on and see |
| T’inquiète, j’marche sans œillères, l'œil en face des trous |
| L’monde à portée d’mes deux yeux sans qu’ma vue s’dédouble |
| J’aimerais plus de lumière pour ce monde flou |
| Enlever le voile posé sur toi quand ton cœur souffre |
| Impressionniste plus que réaliste |
| Un brin d’panique t’embarque, poussé à la crise |
| Dans ce monde tragique, j’aimerais t’apaiser des cris |
| Qui persistent quand ces images tard le soir s'éternisent |
| J’aimerai t’emmener où la peur cesse |
| Où la liberté a d’autre odeur que weed et coups d’sexes |
| Trop d’hommes s’arment de désillusions, peu l’savent |
| Trop s’enferment dans l’illusion sans esclave |
| Spectateur sur ordinateur, attendre un bonheur |
| Prêt à vendre aux enchères, loin des cyber-club |
| Libre espace enfermé dans une lucarne fade |
| Putain d’sable amassé sur tes paupières froides |
| Hey ! |
| Can’t you see, you can be what you want to be |
| Fly away with me |
| Can’t you see, you can be what you want to be |
| Come on and see |
| Fuis les spots et réveille-toi |
| Crame ton poste et libère-toi |
| Cesse de croire que t’a pas le choix |
| Il n’tient qu'à toi de vouloir autre chose |
| J’rêve d’une pensée aux multiples facettes |
| Que Serge et son magnéto change la cassette |
| Écoutons la face B l’autre côté |
| Et saches que t’as pas que ton portable pour voter |
| Rêve électrique dans des cages dorées |
| Amour plastique à l’aurore beurrée |
| Applique un baume si t’es torturé |
| Un peu d’magie pour ta survie |
| Un sentiment trouble qui n’date pas d’hier |
| Quelques lignes qui le partagent |
| Du sable sur les paupières |
| Un grain de sable dans l’engrenage |
| Hey ! |
| Can’t you see, you can be what you want to be |
| Fly away with me |
| Can’t you see, you can be what you want to be |
| Come on and see |
| (translation) |
| Hey! |
| Can't you see, you can be what you want to be |
| Can't you see, you can be what you want to be |
| Come on and see |
| Yeah, how to distinguish the essential |
| With sand on the eyelids |
| Appreciate colors covered in dust |
| Come, come, let's cross the veil |
| That you actually see what you look like |
| Basically, it doesn't matter if you're not in style |
| How to kick appearances with a blink of an eye |
| When there's so much foundation and so much polish |
| So many tarnished musical hues, yeah |
| I would like to guide you, explore your ideas |
| Going into exile to exist, without showing off |
| I have this bitter taste of a lack of diversity |
| The discomfort of a uniform they want me to wear |
| Awake, I struggle to keep my eyes open, yeah |
| For the sandman has passed |
| Sand on the eyelids |
| But sand under the cobblestones |
| Hey! |
| Can't you see, you can be what you wanna be |
| fly away with me |
| Can't you see, you can be what you wanna be |
| Come on and see |
| Don't worry, I walk without blinkers, the eye in front of the holes |
| The world within reach of my two eyes without my sight splitting |
| I would like more light for this hazy world |
| Take the veil off you when your heart aches |
| Impressionist more than realist |
| A bit of panic takes you on board, pushed to the crisis |
| In this tragic world, I'd like to soothe you with cries |
| That lingers when these late night images drag on |
| I'd like to take you where the fear ends |
| Where freedom has no other smell than weed and sex shots |
| Too many men arm themselves with disillusion, few know it |
| Too many lock themselves in the illusion without a slave |
| Computer viewer, waiting for a bliss |
| Ready to sell at auction, far from cyber-clubs |
| Free space enclosed in a bland skylight |
| Fucking sand piled up on your cold eyelids |
| Hey! |
| Can't you see, you can be what you want to be |
| fly away with me |
| Can't you see, you can be what you want to be |
| Come on and see |
| Run away from the spots and wake up |
| Burn your post and free yourself |
| Stop thinking you don't have a choice |
| It's up to you to want something else |
| I dream of a multi-faceted thought |
| Let Serge and his recorder change the tape |
| Let's hear the B side the other side |
| And know that you don't just have your cell phone to vote |
| Electric dream in golden cages |
| Plastic love with a buttery dawn |
| Apply balm if you're tortured |
| A little magic for your survival |
| A troubled feeling that does not date from yesterday |
| A few lines that share it |
| Sand on the eyelids |
| A grain of sand in the gears |
| Hey! |
| Can't you see, you can be what you want to be |
| fly away with me |
| Can't you see, you can be what you want to be |
| Come on and see |