Michel, bavard et maladroit
Pas si fidèle que ça
Il aime faire la java

Michel, il a de drôles d’envies
Il conduit sans permis
Il aime faire des paris

Michel il ne fait pas semblant
Ses défauts émouvants
Et si Michel me ment

C’est beau
Quand il me dit des choses
Me compare à une rose
J’aime quand Michel il ose

Michel, dans ses yeux l’Italie
Les matinées au lit
Les couleurs de la vie

Michel il ne fait pas semblant
Ses défauts émouvants
Et quand Michel me ment
C’est beau
Quand il me dit des choses
Me compare à une rose
La vie est moins morose

Michel nous deux c’est du sérieux et si
Un jour on est vieux
Michel les couleurs seront là
Mon cœur, mon cœur s’emballera

Comme à chaque fois
Comme à chaque fois

English translation :

MICHEL (ex western)

Michel, talkative and clumsy
Not all that faithful
He likes to party

Michel, he has funny desires
He drives without a license
He likes to make bets

Michel, he doesn’t pretend
His touching faults
And if Michel is lying to me

It's beautiful
When he tells me things
Compares me to a rose
I like it when Michel dares

Michel, Italy in his eyes

Mornings in bed
The colors of life

Michel, he doesn’t pretend
His touching faults
And if Michel is lying to me
It's beautiful
When he tells me things
Compares me to a rose
Life is less morose

Michel, both of us it’s serious stuff and if
One day, we are old
Michel, the colors will be there
My heart, my heart will be full

Like every time
Like every time

Comme si à chaque fois que tu devais apparaîtreTout devait disparaître
Comme si c’était fait exprès
Comme si on n’y pouvait pour rien
Tout va bien

T’inquiète pas
Tout va bien

T’inquiète pas

Et quand tout aura disparu,
tu réapparaîtras
rétroviseur comme si je savais déjà
Comme si c’était écrit quelque part
Seulement j’m’en souviens pas
La spirale
La spirale
Je m’épuise
Je veux te revoir
On s’résiste
C’est le désespoir
Tu m’éclipses
Tu me peins en noir
Ca existe
Je ne peux le voir
Tu m’existes
Là où je vais tu es déjà
Tout m’éclipse

English translation :

REARVIEW MIRROR
As if every time you had to appear

Everything had to disappear

As if it were done on purpose

As if we could do nothing
about it

Everything is fine

Don’t
worry
Everything is fine

Don’t
worry

And when everything
has disappeared
you will reappear

rearview mirror,
as if I already knew

As if it were written somewhere

Only I don’t
remember

The spiral,
The spiral

I'm
worn out
I want to see you again

We resist
each other
It's despair

You eclipse me
You paint me in black

It exists

I can’t
see
it
You exist
for me
Where
I am going, you are already

Everything eclipses me

Peuplier pomponné, toiletté comme un caniche
collier, bras bracelet de boules de gui, de boules de gui
fait la pom pom girl loin des vergers de notre midi.

Peuplier pomponné,
toiletté comme un caniche
collier bracelet de boules de gui.
Qu’est-ce qu’on aura crié, hurlé dans le virage
on aura même fait peur à l’orage
un short un anorak, mais quel été !
Quelle était, quelle était la saison ?

REFRAIN

C’est encore une année bonne qu’on s’est souhaité
à couler du collyre du colibri
dans l’oeil de la corneille et de sa nichée x2

En bleu sous le ciel orage on a crié dans ce virage
dans le sable ou la neige on a fait les anges on s’est mis en nage
mais quelle était, quelle était la saison ?
tu fais la guerre aux pommes pommes
loin des vergers de notre automne
moi l’hiver écharpe et bonnet, toi l’été caniche et cache-nez.

REFRAIN

Peuplier pomponné toiletté comme un caniche
collier bras bracelet de boules de gui, de boules de gui.

REFRAIN X 2

English translation :

YOU, THE SUMMER

Poplar
tree, powdered and
groomed like a poodle

necklace, arm,
bracelet
of
mistletoe berries, mistletoe berries

Like a
cheerleader far from the orchards of our noon.

Poplar
tree, powdered and
groomed like a poodle

necklace, arm,
bracelet
of
mistletoe berries, mistletoe berries

what will
we have shouted, howled in the bend

we will even have
scared the storm

Shorts,
an anorak, but what a summer!

It's still a good year we wished
for
flowing
colibri eye drops in the eye of the crow and its
nest
x2

In blue,
under the stormy sky we shouted in this bend

In the sand or the snow we made angels we were sweating

but what was the season?

you make
war with the apples,
far from the orchards of our autumn

Me,
winter,
scarf and hat,

You,
summer,
poodle and muffler.

Poplar
tree, powdered and
groomed like a poodle

necklace, arm,
bracelet
of
mistletoe berries, mistletoe berries

On a good foot , I was talking today,
to a man on a mission trying find his way
dapper looking chap with shiny eyes
this was is what I said , this was his reply

Together - together one love we move together
together
- forever - one love we stick together




he took out a boom box and fired it up,
every kid on the block trying turn it up.
he got down deeper than I seen a before

cold rocking the block like 1984

Together - together one love we move together
together
- forever - one love we stick together

with a smile so big lighting up the room

he dropped a break from the top of the temple of boom
everyone was on board , the crazy train
with the man on mission trying to explain

together overcome , together beat the drum.
forever overcome , together we are one

together people, together strong
forever people forever one

together people can do no wrong
together we are one

but what was he saying , what did he mean ,
you only live once in the yolo dream,
lts a hustle, a grind, a rat in the race
you can try your best and never win the race

He took off his coat and showed me his arm
written in ink ring the alarm
a message of hope a message of truth
sing it with me if you need the proof

Now I’m tired of being polite...For the moment ya just not my type..So depressing ya Harsh on the eyesI realize, dis ain’t what i like...
And I’m sure that you’re sick of my shit..Not sure why ya settle for dis...We been cruisin a sick rollercoasterSmile like we suppose-ta,Pain on da brain....
I think it’s time we let dis thing go...Gettin tired of da tango...And I don’t care bout what dey say yo...Cause everybody in da streets know...

Yeah We at war, you in da trench...(Ok?!)Don’t even care about da stench...(Ok?!)I’m fighting niggas at da fence...You good at ducking in a pinch...

Be a sucka and try to relax,Keep acting like it’ll just pass,Try to lie, But you want my attentionCan’t ya just listen,Taps on the phone...
No trust from the dusk until dawn,(Until dawn)I awake to the same fuckin’ song,(Same fuckin’ song)My guess is I’m dry from the tensionYawn when ya mention,I’ve got a tone...
I think it’s time we let dis thing go...Gettin tired of da tango...And I don’t care bout what dey say yo...Cause everybody in da streets know...

Yeah We at war, you in da trench...(Ok?!)Don’t even care about da stench...(Ok?!)I’m fighting niggas at da fence...You good at ducking in a pinch...damn...
Full

disclosure

at

beginning

Trying to

make

you

bring

that

foxhole

closer
So I

could

duck

[or

dive]

in

it

and

bust

from

it

Like

good

soldiers

wasn't

long

before

I

reenlisted several reasons not needing to be specific

The combat just seemed addictive

As

hard

as

we

fight

the

relief efforts

are

more extensive
If you ever hear "I-ran" she

was

water boarding my henchman.
I'm

at

attention

Salute I

commander

she

chiefing

all

about

face

was

we

beefing?

Yeah We at war, you in da trench...(Ok?!)Don’t even care about da stench...(Ok?!)I’m fighting niggas at da fence...You good at ducking in a pinch...Yeah We at war, you in da trench...(Ok?!)Don’t even care about da stench...(Ok?!)I’m fighting niggas at da fence...You good at ducking in a pinch...damn...