Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rupture, artist - SAULE. Album song Western, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Record label: Polydor France
Song language: French
Rupture(original) |
Mon amour, il est temps |
D’emmerder l’emmerdement |
Ça fait six mois que ça dure |
Nous arrivons à l’usure |
Tous ces mots qui s’empilent |
Ton visage qui m’horripile |
On a eu de beaux moments |
Mais pas autant que les chiants |
Mon amour, tu le sais |
Les détours c’est pas mon fort |
J’ai beau vouloir essayer |
Tenter de t’aimer encore |
L’eau est devenu trop tiède |
Le fruit a perdu son goût |
Notre histoire s’envole en miettes |
Et puis c’est tout |
Chaque nuit quand elle est endormie |
Dans mon coin je lui écris |
Une lettre de rupture |
Et le lendemain, je lui souris |
Il faut croire que c’est ainsi |
Que les vieux couples durent |
Deux cœurs qui se fissurent |
Arrivés à usure |
Mon p’tit bout t’as perçu |
Toi et moi ça ne va plus |
Si j’suis allé voir ailleurs |
C’est qu’au profond de mon coeur |
Je me suis dit tout bas |
Que tu méritais mieux qu’moi |
Voilà |
Nous marchions à reculons |
(Oh, mon amour on a eu de beaux jours) |
Sur des points de suspension |
(Oh, mon bébé de si belles années) |
Se posant trop de questions |
(Comment pourrais-je à jamais t’oublier) |
Et le tout sans conviction |
(J'vais quand même essayer) |
(translation) |
My love, it's time |
To annoy the annoyance |
It's been six months |
We come to wear |
All these words that pile up |
Your face that horrifies me |
We had some good times |
But not as much as the bitches |
My love, you know |
Detours are not my forte |
I want to try |
try to love you again |
The water has become too lukewarm |
The fruit has lost its taste |
Our story is shattered |
And then that's all |
Every night when she's asleep |
In my corner I write to him |
A breakup letter |
And the next day I smile at her |
Guess that's how it is |
May old couples last |
Two cracking hearts |
Arrived to wear |
My little one has noticed you |
You and me are not okay anymore |
If I went elsewhere |
It's just deep in my heart |
I whispered to myself |
That you deserved better than me |
There |
We were walking backwards |
(Oh my love we had good days) |
On points of suspension |
(Oh, my baby of such good years) |
asking too many questions |
(How could I ever forget you) |
And all without conviction |
(I'm still going to try) |