Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song London Fantasy , by - Nolwenn Leroy. Song from the album Histoires Naturelles, in the genre Release date: 31.12.2004
Record label: Mercury, TF1 Entreprises
Song language: French
London Fantasy(original) |
| Interprète: Nolwenn Leroy |
| Paroles et musique: George Shilling — Colin Crawford — Mark Parrish |
| Adaptation: Nolwenn Leroy |
| Jour de rentrée |
| T-shirt violet |
| Des «Converse» |
| Sous l' averse |
| Cour du Lycée |
| Ensoleillée |
| Vingt années |
| Écoulées |
| Sans me méfier |
| J' aiécouté |
| Le murmure |
| De ces murs |
| Les Jelly, la mode Liberty |
| Et cet air sucré |
| Qu 'elle a gravé dans son coeur |
| Et sur le bois usé |
| J' ai tout retrouvé |
| En suivant les empreintes |
| Qu 'elle avait laissées |
| Cet air un peu Dandy |
| Qu 'elle avait dessiné |
| Moi je l' ai aimé |
| Ce fantôme oublié |
| Cette ombre du passé |
| M’a envoûtée |
| Un jour de juin |
| Elle est partie |
| Bac en poche |
| Nostalgique |
| L' adolescence |
| Était finie |
| La musique |
| Les poésies |
| Mais rien n' efface |
| Le temps, l' espace |
| Les folies |
| De Carnaby |
| Dans les escaliers, les couloirs |
| Il m’a poursuivi |
| Je ne sais rien de son histoire |
| Juste qu' il s' ennuie |
| Je l' ai retrouvé |
| Il s' était endormi |
| Je l' ai réveillé |
| Cet air un peu Dandy |
| Qu 'elle avait dessiné |
| Moi je l' ai aimé |
| Ce fantôme oublié |
| Cette ombre du passé |
| M’a envoûtée |
| Dans le parc, les arbres |
| Ont poussé |
| Pourtant rien n’a changé |
| Ils me restent en héritage |
| Ces notes qui n' ont |
| Plus d' âge |
| Le soir dans mon lit |
| C' est Nerval que je lis |
| Surtout «Fantasy» |
| Cet air un peu Dandy |
| Qu 'elle avait dessiné |
| Moi je l’ai aimé |
| Ce fantôme oublié |
| Cette ombre du passé |
| M' a envoûtée. |
| (translation) |
| Performer: Nolwenn Leroy |
| Lyrics and Music: George Shilling — Colin Crawford — Mark Parrish |
| Adaptation: Nolwenn Leroy |
| Start day |
| purple t-shirt |
| "Converses" |
| Under the downpour |
| High school courtyard |
| Sunny |
| twenty years |
| Elapsed |
| Without suspecting me |
| I listened |
| The whisper |
| Of these walls |
| The Jelly, Liberty fashion |
| And that sweet tune |
| That she engraved in her heart |
| And on the worn wood |
| I found it all |
| Following the footprints |
| That she had left |
| That kinda dandy look |
| That she had drawn |
| Me I liked it |
| This forgotten ghost |
| This shadow of the past |
| bewitched me |
| One day in June |
| She left |
| Tray in pocket |
| Nostalgic |
| adolescence |
| was over |
| The music |
| The poems |
| But nothing erases |
| time, space |
| The follies |
| From Carnaby |
| In the stairs, hallways |
| He chased me |
| I don't know anything about his story |
| Just that he is bored |
| I found it |
| He had fallen asleep |
| I woke him up |
| That kinda dandy look |
| That she had drawn |
| Me I liked it |
| This forgotten ghost |
| This shadow of the past |
| bewitched me |
| In the park, the trees |
| They pushed |
| Yet nothing has changed |
| They remain in my inheritance |
| These notes which have no |
| More age |
| At night in my bed |
| It's Nerval that I read |
| Especially “Fantasy” |
| That kinda dandy look |
| That she had drawn |
| Me I liked it |
| This forgotten ghost |
| This shadow of the past |
| Bewitched me. |