Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Corde Et Les Chaussons, artist - Keren Ann. Album song LA DISPARITION, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 05.03.2002
Record label: Capitol, Parlophone France
Song language: French
La Corde Et Les Chaussons(original) |
Quelle que soit l’ivresse, qu’importe le flacon. |
Le temps qui reste est de moins en moins long. |
La vie nous dresse la corde et les chaussons, mais rien ne presse. |
Rien de précis, juste un signal, rien de précis, rien d’anormal. |
Quelle que soit l’impasse, qu’importe le détour |
Si tu m’embrasses en oubliant qu’autour |
Le vie nous trace le chemin, le parcours, trois fois hélas. |
Rien de précis, juste un signal, rien de précis, rien d’anormal. |
Quelle que soit la thèse, qu’importe le discours. |
Les gens se taisent tout en haut des tours. |
La vie nous baise au nom du grand amour, ne nous déplaise. |
Rien de précis, juste un signal, rien de précis, rien d’anormal. |
Rien de précis… Trois fois hélas, rien de précis… Trois fois hélas. |
Juste un signal… Trois fois hélas, rien de précis… Trois fois hélas. |
Rien d’anormal… Trois fois hélas. |
Rien de précis, juste un signal, rien de précis, rien d’anormal. |
(Song out, song out, song out, song out |
Song out, song out, song outside my wind!) |
(Song out, song out, song out, song out |
Song outside my wind! |
Song outside my wind!) |
(Song out, song out, song out, song out |
Song out, song out, song outside my wind!) |
(Song out, song out, song out, song out |
Song outside my wind! |
Song outside my wind!) |
(Song out, song out, song out, song out |
Song out, song out, song outside my wind!) |
(translation) |
No matter how drunk, no matter the bottle. |
The time left is getting shorter and shorter. |
Life sets us up the rope and the slippers, but there's no rush. |
Nothing specific, just a signal, nothing specific, nothing abnormal. |
Whatever the impasse, whatever the detour |
If you kiss me forgetting that around |
Life traces the path, the course, three times alas. |
Nothing specific, just a signal, nothing specific, nothing abnormal. |
Whatever the thesis, whatever the speech. |
People are silent at the top of the towers. |
Life fucks us in the name of true love, with all due respect. |
Nothing specific, just a signal, nothing specific, nothing abnormal. |
Nothing specific... Three times alas, nothing specific... Three times alas. |
Just a signal… Three times alas, nothing specific… Three times alas. |
Nothing abnormal… Three times alas. |
Nothing specific, just a signal, nothing specific, nothing abnormal. |
(Song out, song out, song out, song out |
Song out, song out, song outside my wind!) |
(Song out, song out, song out, song out |
Song outside my wind! |
Song outside my wind!) |
(Song out, song out, song out, song out |
Song out, song out, song outside my wind!) |
(Song out, song out, song out, song out |
Song outside my wind! |
Song outside my wind!) |
(Song out, song out, song out, song out |
Song out, song out, song outside my wind!) |