Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Le manque , by - Léo Ferré. Song from the album Poetes & chansons, in the genre ЭстрадаRelease date: 01.11.2006
Record label: Epm
Song language: French
Le manque(original) |
| Ta jupe est trop courte |
| J’y vois des dessins j’y vois des années |
| Le trouble qui va te défigurer |
| Ta jupe est trop courte |
| Je ne peux plus imaginer |
| Tu marches trop vite |
| Je vois des chameaux au fond du désert |
| Qui crèvent de soif c’est l'été l’hiver |
| Tu marches trop vite |
| Je ne peux plus imaginer |
| Les gens te regardent |
| Je voudrais les mettre au fond de ta gorge |
| Et tu les rendrais avec du jasmin |
| Celui qui te montre et me rend malade |
| Les gens te regardent |
| Je ne peux plus imaginer |
| Ta jupe est trop courte |
| Tu marches trop vite |
| Les gens me regardent |
| Me regardent t’imaginer |
| Il manque quelque chose à cette ville obscène |
| Et c’est toi qui me manque |
| Et c’est toi qui me manque |
| Ta jupe est trop courte |
| J’y monterais bien au-dessus des toits |
| New York ce matin n’avait plus que toi |
| Ta jupe est trop longue |
| Et j’imagine et j’imagine des étangs |
| Tu nages trop vite |
| Je vois des parfums je sens ta fatigue |
| Tu nages trop vite |
| Je crève de toi je crève de moi |
| Et je ne peux qu’imaginer |
| Les gens font la queue |
| A n’importe qui à ton odeur sûre |
| Tu leur donneras tes mûres pas mûres |
| Tu marches trop vite |
| Donne-moi la main tiens-moi sur ta carte |
| Regarde là-bas sur la rouge pancarte |
| Défense de vivre |
| Les flics nous regardent |
| Il manque quelque chose à Amsterdam ce soir |
| Et c’est toi mon amour |
| Toi qui cours dans mes veines |
| Je t’ai perdue… et tu me manques… |
| Je ne peux plus t’imaginer… |
| Toi l’héroïne… Toi l’héroïne… |
| DE MON ROMAN D’AMOUR |
| (translation) |
| Your skirt is too short |
| I see drawings there, I see years there |
| The trouble that will disfigure you |
| Your skirt is too short |
| I can't imagine anymore |
| You walk too fast |
| I see camels deep in the desert |
| Who are dying of thirst it's summer winter |
| You walk too fast |
| I can't imagine anymore |
| People are watching you |
| I wanna put them down your throat |
| And you would return them with jasmine |
| The one who shows you and makes me sick |
| People are watching you |
| I can't imagine anymore |
| Your skirt is too short |
| You walk too fast |
| people look at me |
| watch me imagine you |
| There's something missing in this obscene town |
| And it's you that I miss |
| And it's you that I miss |
| Your skirt is too short |
| I would climb high above the rooftops |
| New York this morning only had you |
| Your skirt is too long |
| And I imagine and I imagine ponds |
| You swim too fast |
| I see perfumes I smell your fatigue |
| You swim too fast |
| I'm dying of you I'm dying of me |
| And I can only imagine |
| People are queuing |
| To anyone who smells safe |
| You'll give them your unripe blackberries |
| You walk too fast |
| Give me your hand hold me on your map |
| Look over there on the red sign |
| Forbidden to live |
| The cops are watching us |
| Something is missing in Amsterdam tonight |
| And it's you my love |
| You running through my veins |
| I lost you... and I miss you... |
| I can't imagine you anymore... |
| You the heroine... You the heroine... |
| FROM MY LOVE NOVEL |