Sunday 28 April 2013

French Song #2


Mystery
Of us, just transient on the Earth
What did we come for
What's the point
To talk or to be silent
To work, to look for tunes

To tell you
What you've probably already been told
Life is pleasure
Ouhouhouh,
Or sighs
Why are we here
But I do know why

I came for her
For us to fall asleep together,
For her to fly with my wings.
Mm, I'm here for love
It seems

What can I say ?
About being born, then dying,
Never being able to see anything,
Never knowing,
Defeats or victories ?

And over the roof,
The sky, her,
It's the only reason for me, her,
To love dancing at this ball
Under the stars
Music and mystery
But for me, everything's clear

I came for her
For us to wake up together,
For her to fly with my wings.
Mm... Mm...
I'm here for love
It seems
I came for her
I came for her
Mm...


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