Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Un Jour Ou L'Autre, artist - Jali
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Song language: French
Un Jour Ou L'Autre(original) |
Oooh perché, à sa fenêtre, |
Il regarde passer, la petite fille aux couettes. |
Sans jamais oser, un regard, un sourire, un signe de tête. |
Il la regarde passer, s'éloigner, s’en aller, son retour, il guette. |
Quand il la voit, ça fait boum boum boum, |
Balabalaboum boum, |
Ça fait boum boum, quand il la voit. |
Balabalaboum boum, |
Ça fait boum boum, quand il la voit, |
Son cœur bat, à s’en briser les côtes. |
Tout ce qu’il peut faire, |
C’est d’espérer la revoir, un jour ou l’autre. |
Oooh perché, à sa fenêtre, |
Il regarde passer, la demoiselle sur sa bicyclette. |
Il aimerait l’inviter à danser, un soir après l'école. |
La faire tourner et tourner, pour que sa robe virevolte. |
Peut-être lui voler un baiser, sur le pas de sa porte, |
Spéculant sur sa valeur, espérant qu'à ses yeux, il ait la côte. |
Quand il la voit, ça fait boum boum boum, |
Balabalaboum boum, |
Ça fait boum boum, quand il la voit. |
Balabalaboum boum, |
Ça fait boum boum, quand il la voit, |
Son cœur bat, à s’en briser les côtes. |
Tout ce qu’il peut faire, |
C’est d’espérer la revoir, un jour ou l’autre. |
Oooh perché, à sa fenêtre, |
Il regarde passer, la jeune femme moulée dans sa robe verte, |
Sans plus tarder, 4 à 4 il descend les marches, |
Tout ça pour s’en approcher, |
Contempler de plus prés la féline démarche, |
Un café, un repas, une histoire d’amour, une rupture, |
De retour à sa fenêtre, il repart à l’aventure. |
Un café, un repas, une histoire d’amour, une rupture, |
De retour à sa fenêtre, il repart à l’aventure. |
Quand il la voit, ça fait boum boum boum, |
Balabalaboum boum, |
Ça fait boum boum, quand il la voit. |
Balabalaboum boum, |
Ça fait boum boum, quand il la voit, |
Son cœur bat, à s’en briser les côtes. |
Tout ce qu’il peut faire, |
C’est d’espérer la revoir, un jour ou l’autre. |
(translation) |
Oooh perched, at his window, |
He watches the little girl with the pigtails go by. |
Without ever daring, a look, a smile, a nod. |
He watches her pass, go away, go away, her return, he watches. |
When he sees her, it goes boom boom boom, |
Balabalaboom boom, |
It goes boom boom, when he sees her. |
Balabalaboom boom, |
It goes boom boom, when he sees her, |
His heart is pounding, breaking his ribs. |
All he can do, |
It's to hope to see her again, one day or another. |
Oooh perched, at his window, |
He watches the young lady pass by on her bicycle. |
He would like to ask her to dance one night after school. |
Spin her around and around, so her dress twirls around. |
Maybe steal a kiss from her, on her doorstep, |
Speculating on his worth, hoping that in his eyes he was worth it. |
When he sees her, it goes boom boom boom, |
Balabalaboom boom, |
It goes boom boom, when he sees her. |
Balabalaboom boom, |
It goes boom boom, when he sees her, |
His heart is pounding, breaking his ribs. |
All he can do, |
It's to hope to see her again, one day or another. |
Oooh perched, at his window, |
He watches pass, the young woman cast in her green dress, |
Without further ado, 4 by 4 he descends the steps, |
All this to get close, |
Take a closer look at the gait feline, |
A coffee, a meal, a love story, a breakup, |
Back at his window, he sets off on his adventure. |
A coffee, a meal, a love story, a breakup, |
Back at his window, he sets off on his adventure. |
When he sees her, it goes boom boom boom, |
Balabalaboom boom, |
It goes boom boom, when he sees her. |
Balabalaboom boom, |
It goes boom boom, when he sees her, |
His heart is pounding, breaking his ribs. |
All he can do, |
It's to hope to see her again, one day or another. |