Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cet Instant, artist - La Grande Sophie. Album song Cet Instant, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 12.09.2019
Record label: Polydor France
Song language: French
Cet Instant(original) |
Au début tu te colles le visage au miroir |
Qui te parle qui te dit qui tu es, à cet instant précis |
Tu te vois à la loupe, tu te vois, tu redoutes |
Ton visage, ton image, ton reflet |
Et puis l’instant d’après tu te dis |
«J'ai changé», tu te penches |
Tu te passes la main pour vérifier |
Sur ta peau qui chiale, sur ta peau trop pâle |
Qui se creuse, qui te blesse et là tu encaisses |
Tu sens que tu n’es plus toi-même |
Tu sens que tu n’es plus la même |
Tu sens que tout part, quelque part mais trop tard |
C’est ce sentiment qui te bouffe, qui t'étouffe |
Tu sens que tu n’es plus toi-même |
Tu sens que tu n’es plus la même |
Tu sens que tout part, quelque part mais trop tard |
C’est ce sentiment qui te bouffe, qui t'étouffe |
Tu restes bloquée au reflet qui t’obsède |
Tu restes figée, la vérité malmène |
Tu restes seule, tu ne veux pas partager |
Tu restes celle qui voudrait oublier |
Tu veux toujours croire, tu veux toujours voir |
L'éternelle jeunesse, l'éternelle ivresse |
L'éternelle beauté, l'éternelle jouvence |
L'éternelle gaîté, mais là tout va changer |
Tu sens que tu n’es plus toi-même |
Tu sens que tu n’es plus la même |
Tu sens que tout part, quelque part mais trop tard |
C’est ce sentiment qui te bouffe, qui t'étouffe |
Tu sens que tu n’es plus toi-même |
Tu sens que tu n’es plus la même |
Tu sens que tout part, quelque part mais trop tard |
C’est ce sentiment qui te bouffe, qui t'étouffe |
Les autres te font coucou derrière la vitre |
Tu vois bien ils font coucou, tu les évites |
Ne te retourne pas, tu as peur de les décevoir |
Tu as peur devant ton miroir |
Tu te parles, je me parle |
Mais tu jettes le miroir devant toi |
Et tu jettes le miroir qui éclate |
Tu sens que tu n’es plus toi-même |
Tu sens que tu n’es plus la même |
Tu sens que tout part, quelque part mais trop tard |
C’est ce sentiment qui te bouffe, qui t'étouffe |
Tu sens que tu n’es plus toi-même |
Tu sens que tu n’es plus la même |
Tu sens que tout part, quelque part mais trop tard |
C’est ce sentiment qui te bouffe, qui t'étouffe |
(translation) |
At first you stick your face to the mirror |
Who's talking to you Who's telling you who you are right now |
You see yourself under the magnifying glass, you see yourself, you dread |
Your face, your image, your reflection |
And then the next moment you say to yourself |
"I've changed", you lean |
You pass your hand to check |
On your crying skin, on your too pale skin |
Who gets hollow, who hurts you and there you cash |
You feel like you're not yourself anymore |
You feel like you're not the same |
You feel it's all gone, somewhere but too late |
It's this feeling that eats you up, that chokes you up |
You feel like you're not yourself anymore |
You feel like you're not the same |
You feel it's all gone, somewhere but too late |
It's this feeling that eats you up, that chokes you up |
You get stuck in the reflection that obsesses you |
You stand still, the truth hurts |
You stay alone, you don't want to share |
You remain the one who would like to forget |
You always want to believe, you always want to see |
Eternal youth, eternal intoxication |
Eternal beauty, eternal youth |
The eternal cheerfulness, but then everything will change |
You feel like you're not yourself anymore |
You feel like you're not the same |
You feel it's all gone, somewhere but too late |
It's this feeling that eats you up, that chokes you up |
You feel like you're not yourself anymore |
You feel like you're not the same |
You feel it's all gone, somewhere but too late |
It's this feeling that eats you up, that chokes you up |
The others wave to you behind the glass |
You see they say hello, you avoid them |
Don't look back, you're afraid to disappoint them |
You're scared in front of your mirror |
You talk to you, I talk to myself |
But you throw the mirror in front of you |
And you throw away the shattering mirror |
You feel like you're not yourself anymore |
You feel like you're not the same |
You feel it's all gone, somewhere but too late |
It's this feeling that eats you up, that chokes you up |
You feel like you're not yourself anymore |
You feel like you're not the same |
You feel it's all gone, somewhere but too late |
It's this feeling that eats you up, that chokes you up |