Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nu, artist - Miro. Album song Le vainqueur jaloux, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 19.05.2006
Record label: Believe
Song language: French
Nu(original) |
| Entendu, je suis entendu |
| C’est compris, je m’exprime |
| Retenu, je suis retenu |
| Ami m’entends-tu? |
| Tout autant que ces gens qui parlent |
| Mais qui ne s’entendent pas |
| Plutôt danser que de se parler |
| Monte le son plus fort |
| Am I wrong, am I right, am I wrong for you? |
| Y a ceux qui sont dans la caravane |
| Et ceux qui la regardent passer |
| Et moi j’ai pris la caravane |
| Que j’ai pas vue passer |
| Nu, nu, je suis personne en personne |
| Ami, tu m’aimes quand je suis nu |
| Sentiment pour sentiment |
| Oeil pour oeil, dent pour dent |
| J’y suis tu ne t’aimes pas |
| Alors tu m’aimes nu |
| Emballé, je suis emballé, emballé sans peser |
| Fredonné, je suis fredonné, j’en suis enchanté |
| Am I wrong am I right am I wrong for you? |
| J’ai pris la solitude comme habitude |
| Une amie qui la nuit me voit nu |
| La couronne et le linceul de la dernière heure |
| Rangés dans le tiroir de la commode |
| Je m’accommode à tes airs de fête |
| Et au déluge d'éloges du balcon d’en face |
| Mais mon amie la nuit n’est pas d’accord |
| Et me lâche au petit matin |
| Nu, nu, je suis personne en personne |
| Ami, tu m’aimes quand je suis nu |
| (translation) |
| Heard, I am heard |
| It's understood, I express myself |
| Held, I'm held |
| Friend can you hear me? |
| Just like those people who talk |
| But who don't get along |
| Rather dance than talk to each other |
| Turn it up louder |
| Am I wrong, am I right, am I wrong for you? |
| There are those who are in the caravan |
| And those who watch her pass |
| And I took the caravan |
| That I didn't see pass |
| Naked, naked, I'm nobody in person |
| Friend, you love me when I'm naked |
| feeling for feeling |
| Eye for eye, tooth for tooth |
| I'm here you don't like yourself |
| So you love me naked |
| Wrapped, I'm wrapped, wrapped without weighing |
| Hummed, I'm hummed, I'm delighted |
| Am I wrong am I right am I wrong for you? |
| I took loneliness as a habit |
| A friend who at night sees me naked |
| The crown and shroud of the last hour |
| Stored in the dresser drawer |
| I adapt to your party tunes |
| And to the deluge of praise from the balcony opposite |
| But my friend at night disagrees |
| And let me go in the morning |
| Naked, naked, I'm nobody in person |
| Friend, you love me when I'm naked |