Le Chant Des Sirènes
Fréro Delavega
The Song of the Sirens
Child of the parks, kids of the beaches
The wind threatens the sand castles
Shaped by my fingers
Time spares no one, alas
Years go by, the echo escapes
On the dune of Pyla
According to the seasons, the photo booths
I surrender to these lights of the past
According to the seasons, decisions
I surrender
When memories tangle
Tears come to me
And the song of the sirens plunges me back into winter
Oh cruel melancholy
Flimsy harmony
Solitary euphoria
How many pranks, how many escapades
How many traces, how many masks
Have we left behind?
Lay down arms, set sail
Find calm in this uproar
Before I drown in it
According to the seasons, the photo booths
I surrender to these lights of the past
According to the seasons, decisions
I surrender
When memories tangle
Tears come to me
And the song of the sirens plunges me back into winter
Oh cruel melancholy
Flimsy harmony
Solitary euphoria
When memories tangle
Tears come to me
And the song of the sirens plunges me back into winter
Oh cruel melancholy
Flimsy harmony
Solitary euphoria
When memories tangle
Tears come to me
And the song of the sirens plunges me back into winter
Oh cruel melancholy
Flimsy harmony
Solitary euphoria
