Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song La suie , by - Mano Solo. Song from the album Les Animals, in the genre ПопRelease date: 20.09.2004
Record label: East West France
Song language: French
La suie(original) |
| La pluie coule dans mes veines |
| Le silence |
| D’automne me surveille |
| Le monde entier ne parle plus de toi |
| Et puis, as tu vu? |
| C’est peut-être mieux comme ça |
| Ne parle plus de moi non plus |
| Le monde parle de ce qu’il veut |
| Un jour ici, une nuit là-bas |
| Infidèle, il se coupe en deux |
| C’est une île que l’on dit de France |
| Loin des Paradis où l’on entre en transe |
| Le vent n’est que fumée de poumons d’usines |
| D’espoirs consumés, bombardés de puces et de moineaux |
| Sous les oiseaux de suie se presse le badaud |
| C’est un fleuve qui nous unit |
| C’est une effluve pleine de vie |
| Qui traverse nos états d'âme |
| Bateaux-mouche sans foi ni drame |
| Aujourd’hui nous serons tous là |
| Tous en costume pour l’opéra |
| Chacun son rayon, chacun sa merveille |
| Nous illuminerons la citadelle |
| D’un doux rêve de bonheur |
| La grande peinture pleine de couleurs |
| Se réveillera dans la rosée |
| Alors s’entonne la grande musique du coeur |
| Qui emporte l’humanité |
| Et le monde s’ouvre chaque matin |
| D’un frais pavé de ruelles |
| Il abandonne avec entrain |
| Les échappées, fussent-elles si belles |
| La pluie coule dans mes veines |
| Un silence d’automne me surveille |
| Le monde entier ne parle plus de toi |
| (translation) |
| The rain runs through my veins |
| The silence |
| Autumn is watching me |
| The whole world doesn't talk about you anymore |
| And then, did you see? |
| Maybe it's better that way |
| Don't talk about me either |
| The world speaks what it wants |
| One day here, one night there |
| Unfaithful, he cuts himself in two |
| It's an island that we say of France |
| Far from the Paradises where one enters into a trance |
| The wind is but smoke from factory lungs |
| Of scorched hopes, bombarded with fleas and sparrows |
| Beneath the sooty birds the onlooker throngs |
| It's a river that unites us |
| It's a scent full of life |
| Which crosses our moods |
| Bateaux-mouche without faith or drama |
| Today we will all be here |
| All in costume for the opera |
| Each his ray, each his wonder |
| We'll light up the citadel |
| Of a sweet dream of happiness |
| The large painting full of colors |
| Will wake up in the dew |
| Then begins the great music of the heart |
| Who carries away humanity |
| And the world opens up every morning |
| Freshly paved with alleys |
| He cheerfully gives up |
| The escapes, were they so beautiful |
| The rain runs through my veins |
| An autumn silence watches over me |
| The whole world doesn't talk about you anymore |