FAUVE ≠ HAUT LES CŒURS (English lyrics)

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Title | FAUVE ≠ HAUT LES CŒURS (English lyrics) |
Author | Vincent L |
Duration | 4:29 |
File Format | MP3 / MP4 |
Original URL | https://youtube.com/watch?v=yzhaT0dQFCE |
Description
Stop telling me not to get fuckin’ angry
Yeah there’s no point, I know
Yeah there’s no point but it feels good, see?
Especially ‘cause we can only do that, speak out
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You tell me "I’m gonna catch my train later and I don’t know when we see each other again."
No matter how hard I try to reassure you, promising you don’t have to worry
You keep on repeating "Who knows?"
So obviously no, no one knows
No one knows what awaits us next night, but neither every other night if you think of it
‘Cause after all some fall asleep in their bathtub, or with a burning cigarette
That’s for sure no one knows what tomorrow brings
There are so many stories
Look, like this famous urban myth about the guy who goes out to buy some fags and gets hit by a car ‘cause he’s looking at his phone
See, I'm scared too. I'm scared all the time that I’m told about a disaster or someone calls from ER
But we're lucky we're together, the two of us, that we've found each other, this is already prodigious!
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So… Cheer up, cheer up!
We still can talk, touch, see each other
Cheer up, cheer up, cheer up!
We must say to each other nice things, that we’ll keep for later
Cheer up, cheer up, we still can talk, touch, see each other
Cheer up, cheer up, cheer up!
Come close to me, hug me hard. Before we split up
Before we split up
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I know you as if you were my own
And I do know you are not doing so well these days
You wake up every morning and you fall asleep every night fearing bad news and life’s bitch shits
You already picture me gone up in smoke, crushed, at night neck broken because of a car door post
But it can’t work out this way
Anyway, I don’t intend to go down as easily, believe me
So yes, maybe, maybe one day I’ll end up in ER because of a fucking blowback
Or that you’ll die of a stroke at 40, without even having the time to say proper goodbye
See, I'm scared too. I'm scared all the time that I’m told about a disaster or someone calls from ER
But we're lucky we're together, the two of us, that we've found each other, this is already prodigious!
--
So cheer up, cheer up!
We still can talk, touch, see each other
Cheer up, cheer up, cheer up!
We must say to each other nice things, that we’ll keep for later
Cheer up, cheer up, we still can talk, touch, see each other
Cheer up, cheer up, cheer up!
Come close to me, hug me hard. Before we split up
Before we split up
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We must not wait
We must not wait ‘till it’s too late to tell others that we care about others, that we need them
That we’d jump in front of bullets just for them, that we’ll always be there
We must tell the truth, dare confessing important stuff
We must say the words that’ll block out, that’ll give courage when blizzard comes
And you already picture us old, with stuff coming out of our bodies, pipes and needles
You picture oursevles eating out our gingivia, our legs can’t support us anymore. We’re losing our minds and signing papers we don’t understand
I’m also under the impression that I grew up too late, that I’ve missed so many things already
Esther Comar, Saint-Exupery school and all this shit, that did not happen yesterday are you sure?
Yet we have so many incredible stories to live, if only you knew, but I’m telling you
Stories that you can’t even imagine, that’ll take us very far away, so high, like a rocket
See, I'm scared too. I'm scared all the time that I’m told about a disaster or someone calls from ER
But we're lucky we are together, the two of us, that we've found each other, this is already prodigious!
--
So cheer up. Cheer up.
Cheer up, cheer up, cheer up, cheer up!
Cheer up, cheer up, we still can talk, touch, see each other
Cheer up, cheer up, cheer up!
--
We must say to each other nice things, that we’ll keep for later
Cheer up, cheer up, we still can talk, touch, see each other
Cheer up, cheer up, cheer up!
Come close to me, hug me hard, even closer. Before we split up
Before we split up