Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Le tennis , by - Pierre Barouh. Release date: 30.04.2005
Song language: French
Le tennis(original) |
| Au-delà de quel horizon |
| Vas-tu chercher sans le savoir |
| Jusqu’où s'étend cette prison |
| Où l'être humain vit son histoire. |
| Toi ton combat c’est le tennis |
| On peut trouver ça dérisoire |
| Pourtant dans nos livres d’histoire |
| Partout la dérision se glisse. |
| Dans toutes ces luttes dérisoires |
| L’homme a-t-il jamais pris le temps |
| De comprendre que ses victoires |
| Ne se justifient qu’au présent. |
| Wimbledon ou Roland-Garros |
| Depuis des années tu y penses |
| Et dans tous tes rêves de gosse |
| C'était comme une lancinance. |
| Ton combat toi c’est le tennis |
| Mais il commence bien avant |
| Que la grande foule envahisse |
| Le stade et que tu sois devant. |
| Est-ce la gloire ou le pognon |
| Qui te livra l’impondérable |
| Où tu explores l’insondable |
| D’un point heureux, un faux rebond. |
| Toi ton combat c’est le tennis |
| Orgueil et talent confondus |
| Avec au bras cet appendice |
| Un point gagné, deux points perdus. |
| Au-delà de quel horizon |
| Vas-tu chercher sans le savoir |
| Jusqu’où s'étend cette prison |
| Où l'être humain vit son histoire. |
| Jusqu’où s'étend cette prison |
| Où l'être humain vit son histoire. |
| (translation) |
| Beyond what horizon |
| Are you going to search unknowingly |
| How far does this prison extend |
| Where the human being lives his story. |
| You your fight is tennis |
| You may find it ridiculous |
| Yet in our history books |
| Everywhere derision creeps in. |
| In all these ridiculous struggles |
| Has man ever taken the time |
| To understand that his victories |
| Justifiable only in the present tense. |
| Wimbledon or Roland-Garros |
| For years you've been thinking about it |
| And in all your childhood dreams |
| It was like a nagging. |
| Your fight is tennis |
| But it starts long before |
| Let the great crowd invade |
| The stadium and you're in front. |
| Is it fame or dough |
| Who gave you the imponderable |
| Where you explore the unfathomable |
| From a happy point, a false bounce. |
| You your fight is tennis |
| Pride and Talent Confounded |
| With this appendage on my arm |
| One point won, two points lost. |
| Beyond what horizon |
| Are you going to search unknowingly |
| How far does this prison extend |
| Where the human being lives his story. |
| How far does this prison extend |
| Where the human being lives his story. |