Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bibi the Dog, artist - M83. Album song Junk, in the genre ИндиDate of issue: 07.04.2016
Record label: M83
Song language: French
Bibi the Dog(original) |
| Svelte, long et stable, comme portant le ciel |
| Sur ses fines échasses, cet homme semble irréel |
| Ses cheveux et sa barbe sont d’un rouge épais |
| Le bout des ses doigts parle quand sa bouche se tait |
| A ses frêles épaules, structure organique |
| Des formes accrochées, des étoffes moirées |
| Des plumes, des galons, des perles véridiques |
| Heya |
| I’m walkin' to the beat |
| Right now |
| I’m talking to the street |
| And now |
| I’m running in the heat |
| Il est ce soir un roi, demain sera Ganesh |
| Hier était Héra version extra-terrestre |
| Il invente des savants, des dictateurs, des djinns |
| Les fait vivre immobiles, l’oeil perçant, sublimes |
| Il ne faut qu’une nuit, dans un lieu insolite |
| Pour repérer l’oiseau, rencontre électrique |
| Heya |
| I’m walking to the beat |
| Right now |
| I’m talking to the street |
| And now |
| I’m running in the heat |
| Heya |
| I’m rocking to the beat |
| Right now |
| I get to the place we meet |
| And now |
| We’re burning in the heat |
| Heya |
| I’m walking to the beat |
| Right now |
| I’m talking to the street |
| And now |
| I’m running in the heat |
| Heya |
| I’m rocking to the beat |
| Right now |
| I get to the place we meet |
| And now |
| We’re burning in the heat |
| Heya |
| I’m walking to the beat |
| Right now |
| I’m talking to the street |
| And now |
| I’m running in the heat |
| Heya |
| I’m rocking to the beat |
| Right now |
| I get to the place we meet |
| And now |
| We’re burning in the heat |
| Heya |
| I’m walking to the beat |
| Right now |
| I’m talking to the street |
| And now |
| I’m running in the heat |
| (translation) |
| Slender, long and stable, as if carrying the sky |
| On his fine stilts, this man seems unreal |
| His hair and beard are thick red |
| Her fingertips speak when her mouth is silent |
| To his frail shoulders, organic structure |
| Clinging forms, shimmering fabrics |
| Feathers, braids, truthful pearls |
| Heyah |
| I'm walkin' to the beat |
| right now |
| I'm talking to the street |
| And now |
| I'm running in the heat |
| He is a king tonight, tomorrow will be Ganesh |
| Yesterday was Hera alien version |
| He invents scholars, dictators, jinns |
| Makes them live motionless, piercing eyes, sublime |
| It only takes one night, in an unusual place |
| To spot the bird, electric encounter |
| Heyah |
| I'm walking to the beat |
| right now |
| I'm talking to the street |
| And now |
| I'm running in the heat |
| Heyah |
| I'm rocking to the beat |
| right now |
| I get to the place we meet |
| And now |
| We're burning in the heat |
| Heyah |
| I'm walking to the beat |
| right now |
| I'm talking to the street |
| And now |
| I'm running in the heat |
| Heyah |
| I'm rocking to the beat |
| right now |
| I get to the place we meet |
| And now |
| We're burning in the heat |
| Heyah |
| I'm walking to the beat |
| right now |
| I'm talking to the street |
| And now |
| I'm running in the heat |
| Heyah |
| I'm rocking to the beat |
| right now |
| I get to the place we meet |
| And now |
| We're burning in the heat |
| Heyah |
| I'm walking to the beat |
| right now |
| I'm talking to the street |
| And now |
| I'm running in the heat |