Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Je chante , by - Têtes Raides. Release date: 08.10.2020
Song language: French
Je chante(original) |
| L’opaline naissante |
| D’une nuit déjà morte |
| Offerte au passé |
| Les nuits balaieront |
| Les erreurs entassées |
| Dans le bas de nos ventres |
| A partir de maintenant |
| Je chante |
| Le brûlant s’est levé |
| Et frappe à la porte |
| De nos vies en chantier |
| Les zéboueurs zéboueront |
| Nos collectes classées |
| Des trésors qu’on ignore |
| A partir de maintenant |
| Je chante |
| A midi c’est l’sandwich |
| Aux terrasses des cafés |
| Sur les Champs épuisés |
| Et plus tard c’est déjà |
| Une histoire encombrée |
| Dans les plis de nos rêves |
| A partir de maintenant |
| Je chante |
| A six heures le coiffeur |
| Taillera la colline |
| C’est du vent de gagné |
| On boira sans scrupule |
| Pendu au crépuscule |
| On attend les fantômes |
| A partir de maintenant |
| Je chante |
| Les lumières de la ville |
| Caressent les phobies |
| De nos ombres esseulées |
| Le métropolitain |
| Oubliera c’est certain |
| Les cloportes |
| A partir de maintenant |
| Je chante |
| Dans une heure maintenant |
| On quittera le parking |
| Des frontières tracées |
| Dans le vent qui nous saoule |
| Où l’on aperçoit |
| Les vagues qui nous roulent |
| Puis on s’endormira |
| Comme les autres |
| A partir de maintenant |
| Je chante |
| (translation) |
| The emerging opaline |
| Of a night already dead |
| Offered in past tense |
| The nights will sweep away |
| The errors piled up |
| In the bottom of our bellies |
| From now on |
| I sing |
| The burning has risen |
| And knock on the door |
| Of our lives under construction |
| The zebouers will zebouer |
| Our classified collections |
| Unknown treasures |
| From now on |
| I sing |
| At noon it's the sandwich |
| On the cafe terraces |
| On exhausted fields |
| And later is already |
| A cluttered story |
| In the folds of our dreams |
| From now on |
| I sing |
| At six o'clock the hairdresser |
| Will carve the hill |
| It's wind of winning |
| We'll drink without scruple |
| Hanged in the twilight |
| We wait for the ghosts |
| From now on |
| I sing |
| City lights |
| Caress the phobias |
| Of our lonely shadows |
| The Metropolitan |
| Will forget for sure |
| Woodlice |
| From now on |
| I sing |
| In an hour now |
| We'll leave the parking lot |
| Borders drawn |
| In the wind that gets us drunk |
| where we see |
| The waves that roll us |
| Then we fall asleep |
| Like the others |
| From now on |
| I sing |