Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Demain, artist - Jean-Louis Aubert. Album song Refuge, in the genre ЭстрадаDate of issue: 14.11.2019
Record label: Warner Music France
Song language: French
Demain(original) |
| Anh-anh-anh-anh |
| Anh-anh-anh |
| Anh-anh-anh-anh |
| Anh |
| La ville s’endort dans le lointain |
| Les rêves de chacun |
| Les vrais sont sans lendemain |
| Les essuies-glacent balaient |
| D’anciennes larmes |
| Loin du vacarme |
| Sans lendemain |
| Demain |
| Que ferons-nous, demain |
| Le temps d’y penser |
| Le temps nous a laissé |
| Demain |
| Qui serons-nous demain |
| Le temps d’y penser |
| Le temps nous a glissé |
| Entre les mains |
| Je regarde |
| Ton visage si doux |
| Une éternité semble passer |
| Entre tes yeux horizon |
| Pas une télés pour rappeler |
| La solitude, le manque de liberté |
| Sans lendemain |
| Demain qui serons nous, demain |
| Le temps d’y penser |
| Le temps nous a laisser |
| Demain, que ferons nous demain |
| Le temps d’y penser |
| Le temps nous a glisser |
| Entre les mains |
| Demain qui seront nous, demain |
| Le temps d’y penser |
| Le temps nous a filé entre les mains |
| (translation) |
| Anh-anh-anh-anh |
| Anh-anh-anh |
| Anh-anh-anh-anh |
| Anh |
| The city falls asleep in the distance |
| Everyone's Dreams |
| The real ones are short-lived |
| The wipers sweep |
| old tears |
| Far from the noise |
| Without tomorrow |
| tomorrow |
| what will we do tomorrow |
| Time to think about it |
| Time has left us |
| tomorrow |
| who will we be tomorrow |
| Time to think about it |
| Time has slipped us |
| Between hands |
| I watch |
| Your face so sweet |
| An eternity seems to pass |
| Between your horizon eyes |
| Not a TV to call back |
| Loneliness, lack of freedom |
| Without tomorrow |
| Tomorrow who will we be, tomorrow |
| Time to think about it |
| Time has left us |
| Tomorrow, what will we do tomorrow |
| Time to think about it |
| Time has slipped us |
| Between hands |
| Tomorrow who will be us, tomorrow |
| Time to think about it |
| Time has slipped through our hands |