Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Y'a des nuits , by - Luce Dufault. Song from the album Des milliards de choses, in the genre ПопRelease date: 08.02.2010
Record label: Believe
Song language: French
Y'a des nuits(original) |
| Y’a des nuits qui brûlent en désir de partir |
| Des nuits du poème qui reste oublié |
| Y’a des nuits qui brillent sur les routes en dérives |
| Des nuits de gloire que le temps a frôlé. |
| Y’a des nuits sans sommeil, parce que trop fatigué |
| Des nuits bonté qui ne demandent rien |
| Y’a des nuits qui veillent une radio à la main |
| Des nuits de rires pour se consoler. |
| Y’a ma nuit |
| Y’a ma nuit |
| Ma nuit à moi |
| Qui attend ton retour |
| Y’a ma nuit |
| Y’a ma nuit |
| Y’a ma nuit qui attend |
| Y’a des nuits d’horizon qui rêvent d’aller ailleurs |
| Des nuits sans bruit qui s’arrêtent au dépanneur |
| Y’a des nuits qui refont les pas vers la maison |
| Des nuits clair de lune glissant sur les moissons. |
| Y’a des nuits d’amitié qui ne reviennent plus |
| Des nuits qui piétinent là au coin des rues |
| Y’a des nuits qui s’indiffèrent dans leurs chaînes dorées |
| Des nuits qui s’endorment le coeur fermé. |
| Mais… |
| Y’a ma nuit |
| Y’a ma nuit |
| Ma nuit à moi |
| Qui attend ton retour |
| Y’a ma nuit |
| Y’a ma nuit |
| Y’a ma nuit qui attend |
| (translation) |
| There are nights that burn with the desire to leave |
| Nights of the poem that remains forgotten |
| There are nights that shine on the drifting roads |
| Nights of glory that time has brushed against. |
| There are nights without sleep, because too tired |
| Kindness nights that ask for nothing |
| There are nights that keep watch with a radio in hand |
| Nights of laughter to console themselves. |
| There's my night |
| There's my night |
| My own night |
| who awaits your return |
| There's my night |
| There's my night |
| There's my night waiting |
| There are horizon nights that dream of going elsewhere |
| Noiseless nights that stop at the convenience store |
| There are nights that retrace their steps home |
| Moonlit nights sliding over the harvest. |
| There are nights of friendship that never come back |
| Nights that trample there on the corners |
| There are nights that are indifferent in their golden chains |
| Nights that fall asleep with a closed heart. |
| But… |
| There's my night |
| There's my night |
| My own night |
| who awaits your return |
| There's my night |
| There's my night |
| There's my night waiting |