I’m working on a building, working on a building

Working on a building, For my lord, for my lord

It’s a holy ghost building, its a holy ghost building

A holy ghost building, for my lord, for my lord

If I was sinner I’ll tell you what I’d do

I’d quit all my sinning and I’d work on a building too

I’m working on a building, working on a building

Working on a building, For my lord, for my lord

If I was drunkard, tell you what I’d do

I’d quit all my drinking and I’d work on a building too

I’m working on a building, working on a building

Working on a building, For my lord, for my lord

If I was a preacher I tell you what I’d do

I’d keep on preaching and I’d work on a building too

I’m working on a building, working on a building

Working on a building, For my lord, for my lord

It’s a holy ghost building, its a holy ghost building

A holy ghost building, for my lord, for my lord

Say goodbye to your vanishing day
Try to hide if you want
But it always find a way

Cos time is getting away from you
A darkness you're never breaking through
Cos time is getting away from you
A darkness you're never breaking through

So bury your memories now
Make a wish that you'll be found
Understand there's nowhere left to hide
Let your soul be carried on the tide

So bury your memories now
Make a wish that you'll be found
Understand there's nowhere left to hide
Let your soul be carried on the tide

Taken by the darkness
Bury my memory
You know I won't be back

Taken by the darkness
Bury my memory
You know I won't be back

Taken by the darkness
Bury my memory
You know I won't be back

Era como un niño
Era como un llanto
Era como un ronco sollozo en su canto
Era la esperanza
Era la confianza
Que deje pérdida por toda mi casa
Que deje pérdida por toda mi casa

Era como un niño
Era como un llanto
Era como un ronco sollozo en su canto
Era la esperanza
Era la confianza
Que deje pérdida por toda mi casa
Que deje pérdida por toda mi casa

(Es tu negro corazón), el que me dice
(Es tu negro corazón), me dice que siga
(Es tu negro corazón), el que me grita
(Es tu negro corazón), me debo morir
(Es tu negro corazón), el que me grita
(Es tu negro corazón), me dice que siga
(Es tu negro corazón), el que me dice
(Es tu negro corazón), me debo morir
(Es tu negro corazón), el que me dice
(Es tu negro corazón), me dice que siga
(Es tu negro corazón), el que me grita
(Es tu negro corazón), déjala morir.

Eeee ie ie ie ie, me dice que siga
me dice que siga

Era la esperanza

N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veutBaudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Suffit pas d’être saoul
Ni de paraître fou
C’est pas une question de shoots
Ni de sexe ni de look

N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veut
Baudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Seulement savoir pourquoi
Tout brûle autour de soi
Pourquoi ces châteaux de sable
Qu’engloutissent les vagues
N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veut
Baudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Seulement savoir pourquoi
Faire et puis tout défaire
Et mettre tout à l’envers
Avec la même foi

N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veut
Baudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Seulement savoir pourquoi
Là-haut sur son étoile
Soufflent les vents du désert
Qui brûlent la peau et l’âme

English translation :

THERE'S ONLY GAINSBOURG

There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
It’s not enough to
be drunk
No
appear
to be
crazy
It's not a question of shooting up
No of
sex no
of
appearances

There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
Just
knowing
why
Everything burns around you
Why these sand castles
swallowed up by
the waves
There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
Just
knowing
why
Make and
un-make
And putting
everything
the other way round
With the same
conviction

There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
Just
knowing
why
Up there on his star
the desert winds
blow
burning
skin and
soul