Vianney - Le fils à papa dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

Daddy's boy

At random
We count our flaws
We count our runs of bad luck
And we have what we need
 
In our view,
Among all the gardens
The grass is never better
Better than at the neighbour's house
 
Pain
It doesn't worth it
It doesn't worth the day
Not even the candle
 
Because if I seem stupid
In my soaked tissue
It's looking at my navel,
And begin to cry
 
Help, help, help me
I wasn't made like this, no
Help, help, help me
Like a daddy's boy
Help, help, help me
I wasn't made like this, no
Help, help, help me
 
They say I'm lucky
And I hate that
I know my childhood
And I hate me
 
Because we are never too rich
And then always too poor
And we don't care of the others
Until they save us
 
Help, help, help me
I wasn't made like this, no
Help, help, help me
Like a daddy's boy
Help, help, help me
I wasn't made like this, no
Help, help, help me
 
It's late, it's late
And I would like her to come,
In my sheets, in the dark,
And make my veins bow
 
Against a little white breast
How can I,
Like a spoiled child,
Shed a tear ?
 
We write songs
In minor chords and I
I, like a stupid
I do it willingly
 
I forget that once
A little bit of love
Gave me impetus
To enjoy days
 
Help, help, help me
I wasn't made like this, no
Help, help, help me
Like a daddy's boy
Help, help, help me
I wasn't made like this, no
Help, help, help me
 
This is my own translation, please don't copy :)
Ceci est ma propre traduction, s'il vous plaît ne copiez pas :)
Questa è la mia propria traduzione, per favore non copia :)


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