Canoë rose – Viktor Lazlo

C’etait pas l’année dernière
c’était pas à Marienbad
comment voulez-vous que je m’en rappelle
à force de l’attendre
je ne savais plus qui l’ attendait
Le temps est un traître de cape et d’épée
qui vous glisse sa poudre d’oubli
dans votre coca
Faudrait pouvoir choisir son film
j’n’avais plus qu’à me barricader
dans la p’tite maison
près du lac
avec le Canoë rose, à deux places
qui flotterait, comme ça
pour personne

Fermer les volets
et ne plus changer l’eau des fleurs
oublier qui tu etais
ne plus jamais avoir peur
Se dire qu’on était pas
vraiment faite pour le rôle

Pleurer plus que le saule

Plonger sous les draps
et ne plus jamais remonter
dormir sur le pont du galion
qui s’est laissé couler
parce qu’il t’a connu
une de plus à t’aimer

Le soleil essaie de se glisser
par le store vénitien
c’est pas lui qui m’f’ra lever
je commençais une longue nuit
j’ai pas l’intention de demander le réveil
je regarde les photos qu’il à prise de moi
j’en ai aucune de lui
il s’est jamais laissé prendre
Le vent fait grincer le Canoë rose, à deux places
Il servira, peut être, pour un autre film

Fermer les volets
et ne plus changer l’eau des fleurs
oublier qui tu etais
ne plus jamais avoir peur
Se dire qu’on était pas
vraiment faite pour le rôle

Et la version anglaise: Stories

I remember quite clearly now
when this story happened
The autumn leaves were floating
and measured down to the ground
Recovering the lake
where we use to swim like children
On the sun would dare to shine

That time, we used to be happy
Well, I thought we were
But the truth was that
you had been longing to leave me
Not daring to tell me

On that precious night
watching the lake
vaguely conscious
You said
“Our story was ending”

Now I’m standing here
No one to wipe away my tears
No one to keep me warm
And no one to walk along with
No one to make me feel
No one to make me hold
Oh, What am I to do?

I’m standing here alone
It doesn’t seem so clear to me
What am I supposed to do
about this burning heart of mine

Oh.. What am I to do?
Or how should I react?
Oh. Tell me please…

The rain was killing
the last days of Summer
You had been killing
my last breath of love
Since a long time ago

I still don’t think
I am gonna make it through
another love story
You took it all away from me

And there I stand,
I knew I was gonna be
The one left behind.
But still I’m watching the lake
vaguely conscious
And I know
My life is ending.

Now I’m standing here
No one to wipe away my tears
No one to keep me warm
And no one to walk along with
No one to make me feel
No one to make me hold
Oh.. What am I to do?

I’m standing here alone
It doesn’t seem so clear to me
What am I supposed to do
about this burning heart of mine

Oh, What am I to do?
Or how should I react?
Oh, Tell me please!

ahh……

Bài này đã được đăng trong Nhạc. Đánh dấu đường dẫn tĩnh.

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