Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Papa Paname , by - Vanessa Paradis. Song from the album «Монстр в Париже», in the genre Музыка из мультфильмовRelease date: 31.12.2010
Record label: Europa
Song language: French
Papa Paname(original) |
| La tête dans mes airs, des airs en solitaire |
| Je me sentais si forte |
| Sûre de moi sur les toits |
| De Paris |
| À vélo j’me rappelle j’dévalais les ruelles |
| J'étais immortelle |
| Car tu m’as donné des ailes |
| Pour la vie |
| Paris ne rit pas, mais j’ai quelque chose à te dire |
| C’est toi mon papa |
| Je suis née dans tes bras, et j’ai un sacré cœur |
| Comme toi |
| Paris ne rit pas, même si tu vas sûrement rougir |
| Je t’aime papa |
| Je suis née dans tes bras, et pour rien au monde |
| Je te quitterais |
| Solitaire quand je flâne dans le funiculaire |
| Loin des grand boulevards |
| Je te trouve tellement beau, vu d’en haut |
| Aux Abbesses je me rappelle avec l’ami Léon |
| Et son accordéon |
| On criait sur tous les toits cette chanson |
| Paris ne rit pas mais j’ai quelque chose à te dire |
| C’est toi mon papa |
| Je suis née dans tes bras, et j’ai un sacré cœur |
| Comme toi |
| Paris ne rit pas, même si tu vas sûrement rougir |
| Je t’aime papa |
| Je suis née dans tes bras, et pour rien au monde |
| Je te quitterais, pour rien au monde |
| Je partirais, pour rien au monde |
| Je te laisserais Paname |
| (translation) |
| Head in my tunes, lonely tunes |
| I felt so strong |
| Confident on the rooftops |
| From Paris |
| On a bike, I remember I was hurtling down the alleys |
| I was immortal |
| Because you gave me wings |
| For life |
| Paris is not laughing, but I have something to tell you |
| You are my daddy |
| I was born in your arms, and I got a big heart |
| Like you |
| Paris is not laughing, although you will surely blush |
| I love you dad |
| I was born in your arms, and for nothing in the world |
| I would leave you |
| Lonely when I stroll in the funicular |
| Far from the main boulevards |
| I find you so beautiful, seen from above |
| At the Abbesses I remember with my friend Léon |
| And his accordion |
| We were shouting this song from the rooftops |
| Paris is not laughing but I have something to tell you |
| You are my daddy |
| I was born in your arms, and I got a big heart |
| Like you |
| Paris is not laughing, although you will surely blush |
| I love you dad |
| I was born in your arms, and for nothing in the world |
| I would leave you, for nothing in the world |
| I would leave, for nothing in the world |
| I would leave you Paname |