Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blue Sunday, artist - Louise Verneuil. Album song Lumière noire, in the genre ЭстрадаDate of issue: 09.04.2020
Record label: Mercury
Song language: English
Blue Sunday |
| Spleen, spleen |
| Hostile des couleurs d’Avril |
| J’enfouis mes larmes dans ton sweat |
| C’est l’alcool de sunday morning |
| Stone, stone, comme un tas de feuilles d’automne |
| T’habites en des arts monotones |
| La ville s’esquisse en gris qu’on crayonne |
| Aux élans d’amours, les murs y sont sourds sans audace |
| Et sous l’oreiller, nul peut étouffer le temps qui passe |
| My arms are cold as yours for sure |
| Won’t stay in bed with you my man |
| But love her as stick, these eyes are sick |
| I lost the stress, my blue sunday |
| My arms are cold as yours for sure |
| Won’t stay in bed with you my man |
| But love her as stick, these eyes are sick |
| I lost the stress, my blue, my blue sunday |
| Sunday |
| Spleen, spleen |
| Tracé à l’indélébile |
| Les gouttes de pluie dans mes cils |
| Entre chaque rang de balle |
| Stone, stone, dans cette bulle qui m’assomme |
| Odeur de flemme comme un chewing gum |
| Qui colle à ma peau en hématome |
| Dans ce mal sans nom, seule dans les bas fonds, je laisse |
| Mes belles illusions dans un puits sans fond, en exil |
| My arms are cold as yours for sure |
| Won’t stay in bed with you my man |
| But love her as stick, these eyes are sick |
| I lost the stress, my blue sunday |
| My arms are cold as yours for sure |
| I lost the stress, my blue sunday |
| Sunday |
| Prayers, prayers, I got to pray |
| It’s the pray of, pray of back to our hearts |
| It’s the prayers, prayers, I got to pray |
| It’s the prayers |
| My arms are cold as yours for sure |
| I lost the stress, my blue, my blue sunday |
| Sunday |