A keresés eredménye

Dabali

I've seen burned lands
under the African suns
that gave fruits.
 
I've seen men speak
in ancient languages
but they understood each other.
 
Dabali koussa bata
Debol anyo dabita
Dabali koussa bata,
Daeba orbeka inam1
 
I've seen scorching skies
and the smoke of volcanoes
as the only cloud.
 
I've seen ebony skies
and, suddenly, in the night,
the eyes of Dabali2.
 
Dabali koussa bata
Debol anyo dabita
Dabali koussa bata,
Daeba orbeka inam
 
Dabali koussa bata
Debol anyo dabita
Dabali koussa bata,
Daeba orbeka inam
 
Before purity, look after me, look after me.
Inside the warmth of your hearts, look after me, look after me.
Dabali!
 
Dabali koussa bata
Debol anyo dabita
Dabali koussa bata,
Daeba orbeka inam
 

• 1. The chorus is sung in Afar, an Afroasiatic language spoken by the Afar people inhabiting Djibouti, Eritrea and Ethiopia.
• 2. 'Dabali' is the name of an Afar girl Vianney met during his trip to Ethiopia and his stay with an Afar tribe.

Forgive Me

People can't change history
But they can clean up their house
The tears in our closet
Are too much
 
People can't change history
But they can change their tone
Say, it's never too late
For forgiveness?
 
I never wanted to break anything
Except the sound of my voice
Saying to all the people I have hurt
 
Forgive me
Forgive me
Forgive me
Forgive me
 
In the name of the arrogance
People torn families apart
As if the world lacked wars
Or junks
 
Rather than silence
Rather than sticking out your chest
Giving yourself a new chance
Would be sublime
 
I never wanted to break anything
Except the sound of my voice
Until you hear it
 
Forgive me
Forgive me
Forgive me
Forgive me
Ah-ah-ah
 
Forgive me
Ah-yeah
 
People can't change history
But they can clean up their house
The tears in our closet
Are too much
 
People can't change history
But they can change their tone
Say, it's never too late?
 
Forgive me
Forgive me
Forgive me
Tou-lou-lou-lou-lou-lou
Forgive me
Tou-lou-lou-lou-lou-lou
Forgive me
 

I Tried

I planted grains in a garden
I sew rye in a withered field
The grains in the sun are visibly dry
And likewise the rye never sprouted
 
It wasn't the season or the place, who knew
Either way, deep down, I tried
 
I made a hut with olive wood
And I liked the sandy ground
Then the roof and the bases fell apart
Spread out on the sand, the broken house
 
It wasn't the season or the place, who knew
Either way, deep down, I tried
 
One plans for projects, bridges, or plans
One plans for verses and children
I won sometimes but lost often
Who doesn't fail is not living
 
It wasn't the season or the place, who knew
Either way, deep down, I tried
It wasn't the season or the place, who knew
Either way, deep down
 
If what we planted never sprouted
Then What we planted was never lost
If what we planted never sprouted
Then I tried
 

Naked in the Snow

For the cold moments, we will have
Leaves that never fall
From the branches of childhood
Of great memories
A bit of you
Mmh-mmh-mmh
 
We will have coming thoughts
My tiny hand in yours
Will have to get hold of
In the past, the strength to overcome
The missing of you
Mmh-mmh-mmh
 
I have come so strong
If only you were watching
It's crazy how people ignore
That I happen to fall
 
Flowing are the oceans
Of my eyes on my arpeggios
Often, without you, I feel like
Completely naked in the snow
 
We will have talking photos
Hope that up there your star shines
For guiding us at night
On the broken paths
A bit of you
Mmh-mmh-mmh
 
We will have kept the best
Will have squeezed your labored fingers
Until when our reunion
Crying on the station platform
Missing of you
Mmh-mmh-mmh
 
I have come so strong
If only you were watching
It's crazy how people ignore
That I happen to fall
 
Flowing are the oceans
Of my eyes on my arpeggios
Often, without you, I feel like
Completely naked in the snow
 
To you, until the afterlife
To our paths
To you, until the afterlife
See you tomorrow
 
To you, until the afterlife
To our paths
To you, until the afterlife
See you tomorrow
 

For Real

I wasn't the same on Friday
You had no longer crossed my life
I wasn't the same shouting in the rain
I waited for you, you see, and then
I would never curse the awakening
And wake me up if I'm not spellbound
 
In front of the life that we have as long as we both have lived
We would never curse the sun
Because the sun is you and me, solemn for once
 
I'm not joking
We can see the world so small
Where we love each other forever
 
I'm not joking
We can see the world so small
I will love you forever
For real
You are all I have
For real
You are all I have
 
Will we be the same forever?
Same laughter on the lips and same desire
We will make the time life, we will leave Paris
Then I will sing you 'En Cloque' while waiting for the little one
 
I'm not joking
We can see the world so small
Where we love each other forever
I'm not joking
 
I'm not joking
We can see the world so small
I will love you forever
For real
You are all I have
For real
You are all I have
 
The punches, sudden aging
I want us to take them together
Say, the punches, sudden aging
I want us to take them together
 
The punches, sudden aging
I want us to take them together
Say, the punches, sudden aging
I want us to take them together
 
I'm not joking
 
We can see the world so small
Where we love each other forever
I'm not joking
We can see the world so small
I will love you forever
For real
You are all I have
For real
You are all I have
 

Southern Girl

They told me that's where you came often
I thought, 'Don't go there', and yet I came
I was no longer used to being wrapped up
But as you were from the south, I took on the mistral
 
I wanted anything as long as I'm with you
Even being friends, even driving around Paris
You don't have to study hard to be aware
That as you are from the south, you were taking your time
 
The southern girl, she had put
In my life, all of her country
The southern girl, I was waiting for her
To get going
 
The southern girl, when she was cold,
I would do anything
Southern girls, I'm telling you
You are not just anyone
 
Then we became a couple, it's less good
But arguing together, well that's better than arguing alone
Before you, it was hard and cold like night
But like you were from the south, you have warmed up my life
 
The southern girl, she had put
In my life, all of her country
The southern girl, I was waiting for her
To get going
 
The southern girl, when she was cold,
I would do anything
Southern girls, I'm telling you
You are not just anyone
Oh-oh-oh
 
(Oh-oh)
(Oh-oh)
(Oh-oh)
 
The southern girl, she is like a sun
Radiating and giving the smile on waking
She is my most beautiful view and my most beautiful summer
She put the Mediterranean in my street
 
And two years later, on some tinfoil
I put our story together, the winning mistral
That day when you liked me, often asks me
As you came from the south, was it an accident?
 
Southern girl
Southern girl
 

Let's Not Wait

It's fucking Monday morning
I don't like what I'm doing
It's decided by tomorrow
It's no longer me
 
Love went far away
I cried about it for centuries
It's decided by tomorrow
I'm stopping myself
 
I make life my flag
I see life as a gift
 
We don't have time to get tired
We don't have time to settle down
We don't have time to languish
We don't have time, but years
We don't have time, no but peace
We don't have time to languish
Let's not wait to live
Let's not wait to live
 
That friend never came
The friend that would promise the moon
Tomorrow, I'm getting Saturn
Without him
 
That train never came
The train to paradise
Tomorrow, I'm going my own way
Without it
 
I make life my flag
I see life as a gift
 
We don't have time to get tired
We don't have time to settle down
We don't have time to languish
We don't have time, but years
We don't have time, no but peace
We don't have time to languish
Let's not wait to live
Let's not wait to live
Let's not wait to live, no
Let's not wait to live, no
 
I make life my flag
I see life as a gift
 
We don't have time to get tired
We don't have time to settle down
We don't have time to languish
We don't have time, but years
We don't have time, no but peace
We don't have time to languish
Let's not wait to live
Let's not wait
Let's not wait to live
Let's not wait
Let's not wait
 

Without saying it

You say that you are going away
But I would like to stay
In the fold of your arms
Am I going to return?
Are we going to see each other again?
 
Without saying it
I take all that I can of good memories
Without saying it
I bleed
And tell you it disturbs me
I do my best so that you understand it
Without saying it
 
You say that you are no longer
The girl that we know
And that you sometimes lie
But I have put my finger on
A bit of truth
Underneath your silk top
 
Without saying it
I take all that I can of good memories
Without saying it
I bleed
And tell you it disturbs me
I do my best so that you understand it
Without saying it
 
Before flying away, I steal the pieces of you
And that which you give gives me the taste of you
Before flying away, I steal the pieces of you
And that which you give gives me the taste of you
 
Without saying it
I take all that I can of good memories
Without saying it
I bleed
And tell you it disturbs me
I do my best so that you understand it
Without saying it
 
Without saying it
I love you
 

The Man and the Soul

In the sand we print
Ruined castles
Like our souls
Like our souls
 
We love each other or we are damaged
But our actions draw
On our souls
On our souls
 
And if the soul is dear to man
Often the man cherishes the blade
Where the man put the blade
The soul set sail
 
They were called Maxime
Jessica, Martine
Poor souls
Poor souls
Is the world bending
 
Where the old man who is tired
From our souls
From our souls
 
And if the soul is dear to man
Often the man cherishes the blade
Where the man put the blade
The soul set sail
 
Why the heck
Why soul
Why fade
The man and the soul
The man and the soul
 
Why the heck
Why soul
Why fade
The man and the soul
The man and the soul
 
Why the heck
Why soul
Why fade
The man and the soul
The man and the soul
 
Why the heck
Why soul
Why fade
The man and the soul
The man and the soul
 
Why the heck
Why soul
Why fade
The man and the soul
The man and the soul
 

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 :)

Me love you

Like a drawing or a smear on my cushion,
it's your mascara bleeding as we argue
about a not so well brewed coffee, a trifle.
When we fight, I would like us to laugh it off.
 
If me love you it hurts me
If me love you
When me love you me hurt myself
When me love you
If me love you it hurts me
If me love you
When me love you me hurt myself
 
And people don't see how we can bear it,
me sniveling in your arms. Be my carrot1
We go through the pains of damaging each other,
throwing tantrums instead of loving one another
and pouting for disgust of harm2
 
If me love you it hurts me
If me love you
When me love you me hurt myself
When me love you
If me love you it hurts me
If me love you
When me love you me hurt myself
 
Like a drawing or a smear on my cushion,
it's your mascara bleeding as we argue,
and tomorrow after the storm this cushion
will bear witness of our ability to make a fresh start.
 
If me love you it hurts me
If me love you
When me love you me hurt myself
When me love you
If me love you it hurts me
If me love you
When me love you me hurt myself
 

• 1. the kind that goes along with a stick, I suppose...
• 2. that does not make much sense in French either...

Do whatever you want with my translations. I'm not rich enough to sue you anyway.