Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sans toi, artist - Pomme. Album song En cavale, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.2015
Record label: Polydor France
Song language: French
Sans toi(original) |
| Je suis descendue du train |
| Paris au petit matin |
| Sans toi |
| Et ce matin j’ignorais |
| Dieu, que ma vie commençait |
| Sans toi |
| Une sorcière, je suis devenue folle |
| Une vipère, j’ai croqué la pomme |
| Sans toi, sans toi |
| Je dois m’y faire j’ai sur les épaules |
| Un bulldozer et le mauvais rôle |
| Sans toi, sans toi |
| Et la nuit tombée |
| Pour ne plus jamais pleurer |
| Je chasse deux-trois paires de bras |
| Pour m’y réfugier |
| Seulement le temps d’un baiser |
| Pour ne plus jamais me voir |
| Sans toi |
| Sans toi |
| Sans toi |
| Les lendemains sont les mêmes |
| J’ai le cœur en quarantaine |
| Sans toi |
| Paris ne veut plus rien dire |
| Si je dois la conquérir |
| Sans toi |
| Des chants de guerre depuis, je compose |
| Et dans mes airs je te tue en prose |
| Sans toi, sans toi |
| M’en fous la bière, m’en fous la cirrhose |
| Un dernier verre, une dernière dose |
| Sans toi, sans toi |
| Et la nuit tombée |
| Pour ne plus jamais pleurer |
| Je chasse deux-trois paires de bras |
| Pour m’y réfugier |
| Seulement le temps d’un baiser |
| Pour ne plus jamais me voir |
| Sans toi |
| Sans toi |
| Sans toi |
| Sans toi |
| (translation) |
| I got off the train |
| Paris in the early morning |
| Without you |
| And this morning I didn't know |
| God my life was beginning |
| Without you |
| A witch, I've gone mad |
| A viper, I bit the apple |
| Without you, without you |
| I have to get used to it I have on my shoulders |
| A bulldozer and the bad role |
| Without you, without you |
| And when night fell |
| To never cry again |
| I chase two-three pairs of arms |
| To take refuge there |
| Only time for a kiss |
| To never see me again |
| Without you |
| Without you |
| Without you |
| tomorrows are the same |
| My heart is in quarantine |
| Without you |
| Paris doesn't mean anything anymore |
| If I have to conquer her |
| Without you |
| War songs ever since I've been composing |
| And in my tunes I kill you in prose |
| Without you, without you |
| I don't care about beer, I don't care about cirrhosis |
| One last drink, one last dose |
| Without you, without you |
| And when night fell |
| To never cry again |
| I chase two-three pairs of arms |
| To take refuge there |
| Only time for a kiss |
| To never see me again |
| Without you |
| Without you |
| Without you |
| Without you |