Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Forget-Me-Nots, artist - Irradiance. Date of issue: 18.12.2015
Song language: English
Forget-Me-Nots |
| Tonight, tonight we’re playing in the cellars |
| Drinking, dancing |
| It’s the truce, and there’s nothing like this present time |
| Here in the corner a busy mam' is |
| Crafting flowers with old blue paper |
| There’s nothing else, letters in pieces |
| Only the making matters to her |
| She wants sprays for he heroes |
| Cause they deserve an oration |
| And it’s the only way she knows |
| To express her emotions is better |
| Alors elle tisse, elle tisse, elle tisse |
| Avev des restes bleus |
| Alors elle tisse suplice, retisse |
| Des guirlandes myosotis |
| Et elle pleure, pleure, pleure |
| Pendant qu’ils dansent |
| Et elle pleure, malheur du coeur |
| Et tissant des guirlandes de fleurs |
| She would have given a wonderful bunch |
| To everyone, child prodigies |
| Beloved spouses, soldiers full of punch |
| Left for a long time, in unknown colonies |
| She wants sprays for her heroes |
| Cause all of her boys are missing |
| She doesn’t even have a rose |
| For their gruesome burying |
| She is working in silence |
| The others guys dance |
| Her kids will never have this chance |
| She won’t listen to her brain |
| Cause there’s no place for the pain |
| She is weaving, this garland is her chain |
| Her very last chain with her sons fallen in vain |