Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Le tissu , by - Jeanne Cherhal. Song from the album L'eau, in the genre ЭстрадаRelease date: 22.10.2006
Record label: tot Ou tard, VF Musiques
Song language: French
Le tissu(original) |
| Le balancier des hanches |
| La poitrine qui penche |
| Flou souvenir des pleins des creux |
| Les doigts longs les mains blanches |
| Disparus sous les manches |
| Rideau tir sur les cheveux |
| La bouche qu’on enterre |
| Qui ne doit que se taire |
| Le monde interdit pour les yeux |
| Sur ce corps qui s’efface |
| J’ai regard en face |
| L’hypocrisie offerte Dieu |
| J’ai attendu attendu |
| Et je l’ai aperue |
| La femme cache sous le tissu |
| Elle semblait absente |
| Sous sa toile de tente |
| Sous son camouflage aguerri |
| Une infime chanette |
| La retenait secrte |
| Prisonnire de son mari |
| Dans cet avion norme |
| Qui survolait les formes |
| Dcoupes du golfe Persique |
| Cette femme fantme |
| Linceul et monochrome |
| Me rendait triste c’est classique |
| J’ai attendu attendu |
| Et je l’ai aperue |
| La femme cache sous le tissu |
| Depuis Abu Dhabi |
| Elle gardait l’habit |
| Intgral et ne parlait pas |
| Mais surveillait le sol |
| Qui filait sous le vol |
| Comme une route sous les pas |
| Et soudain elle prit |
| La main de son mari |
| Il s’tait pass quelque chose |
| Elle arracha le voile |
| Jeta la longue toile |
| Et je vis sa mtamorphose |
| Les cheveux librs |
| Les genoux desserrs |
| Elle tait redevenue femme |
| Nous venions de franchir |
| Les portes de l’empire |
| Et les barrires de sa flamme |
| Elle embrassa velours |
| Son mari son amour |
| Que j’avais pris pour un gelier |
| J’ai vu qu’elle tait libre |
| En fragile quilibre |
| Entre la chane et le collier |
| J’ai vu qu’elle tait belle |
| Au nom de toutes celles |
| Qui n’ont pas pu se dlier |
| J’ai attendu attendu |
| Et elle est apparue |
| La femme vade de son tissu |
| (translation) |
| The pendulum of the hips |
| The leaning chest |
| Fuzzy memory of the fullness of the hollows |
| The long fingers the white hands |
| Disappeared under the sleeves |
| Curtain shot on the hair |
| The mouth we bury |
| Who must only be silent |
| The forbidden world for the eyes |
| On this fading body |
| I looked in the face |
| The hypocrisy offered by God |
| I waited waited |
| And I saw her |
| The woman hides under the fabric |
| She seemed absent |
| Under his tent |
| Under his seasoned camouflage |
| A tiny chain |
| Kept her secret |
| Prisoner of her husband |
| In this plane standard |
| Who flew over the forms |
| Persian Gulf Cutouts |
| This ghost woman |
| Shroud and Monochrome |
| Made me sad that's classic |
| I waited waited |
| And I saw her |
| The woman hides under the fabric |
| From Abu Dhabi |
| She kept the dress |
| Full and did not speak |
| But watched the ground |
| Which slipped under the flight |
| Like a road underfoot |
| And suddenly she took |
| Her husband's hand |
| Something had happened |
| She tore off the veil |
| Throw down the long web |
| And I saw his metamorphosis |
| Free hair |
| loose knees |
| She had become a woman again |
| We had just crossed |
| The Gates of Empire |
| And the bars of his flame |
| She kissed velvet |
| Her husband her love |
| That I took for a jellier |
| I saw she was free |
| In delicate balance |
| Between the chain and the necklace |
| I saw that she was beautiful |
| On behalf of all those |
| Who couldn't untie |
| I waited waited |
| And she appeared |
| The woman wanders from her cloth |