House'llelujah
Stromae
House'llelujah
In the name of rhythm and song
I shout House'llelujah, House'llelujah!
Blessed be the music and House'llelujah, House'llelujah!
House'llelujah
House'llelujah
House'llelujah
House'llelujah
I prayed to god for hours
They told me he was too old for all our tears
That he's too rich to listen to our poor hearts, That he's too busy, that he's a woman, that he's a man
That he's straight, that he's gay
That he's a singer, that he's a DJ
That he's dead and that he's ugly
That he's even Muslim or Jewish
That he's Buddhist and atheist
In the name of rhythm and people
I shout House'llelujah, House'llelujah!
Blessed be the music and House'llelujah, House'llelujah!
House'llelujah
House'llelujah
House'llelujah
House'llelujah
That's what I prayed for during the night
House'llelujah
When I raise my hands to the sky
House'llelujah
When I jump and shout
House'llelujah
It's the eternal who tells me!
House'llelujah
House'llelujah
House'llelujah
House'llelujah
House'llelujah
House'llelujah
House'llelujah
House'llelujah
I hear voices
Voices of people I don't see
If you also perceive them
It's because you had lost faith!
That's what I prayed for during the night
When I raise my hands to the sky
When I jump and shout
It's the eternal who tells me!
House'llelujah
That's what I prayed for during the night
House'llelujah
When I raise my hands to the sky
House'llelujah
When I jump and shout
House'llelujah
It's the eternal who tells me!
House'llelujah
House'llelujah
House'llelujah
House'llelujah