Alain Chamfort — Les Muses song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Les Muses" by Alain Chamfort.
Lyrics
Mes muses toutes les nuits,
M’entraînent danser au sept.
Derrière Loulou et Betty,
Toute la jet set.
Finies les sages sixties,
Au diable nos auréoles,
Drogue, nuits blanches et Andys,
Pas tous Warhol.
Et mes muses m’amusent, m’agitent, m’existent, m’abusent,
Wohoho
Oui mes muses, m’inspirent, m’aspirent, mes muses m’amusent.
Wohoho
Oh mes muses me guident, me vident, mes muses abusent.
Wohoho
Oui mes muses m’abusent, me grisent, m’enlisent
Mes muses aiguisent mon style,
Leur décadence m’oxygène,
Coule le sang de la ville,
Dans mes veines.
Etranges bonheurs subliminaux,
Flashs de cocaïne chics,
Le whisky s’acoquine aux,
Neuroleptiques.
Et mes muses m’amusent, m’agitent, m’existent, m’abusent,
Wohoho
Oui mes muses, m’inspirent, m’aspirent, mes muses m’amusent.
Wohoho
Oh mes muses, me guident, me vident, mes muses abusent.
Wohoho
Oui mes muses abusent, me grisent, m’enlisent, m’aiguisent.
Chaque soir comme de vieux vautours,
Mes angoisses et mes démons,
S’envolent, puis guettent mon retour,
A la maison.
Et mes muses m’amusent, m’agitent, m’existent, m’abusent,
Wohoho
Oui mes muses, m’inspirent, m’aspirent, mes muses m’amusent.
Wohoho
Oh mes muses, me guident, me vident, mes muses abusent.
Wohoho
Oui mes muses abusent, me grisent, m’enlisent, m’aiguisent.
Et mes muses m’amusent, m’agitent, m’existent, m’abusent,
Wohoho
Oui mes muses, m’inspirent, m’aspirent, mes muses m’amusent.
Wohoho
Oh mes muses
(Merci à JA pour cettes paroles)
Lyrics translation
My muses every night,
Train me to dance at seven.
Behind Loulou and Betty,
The whole jet set.
Finished the wise sixties,
To hell with our Aureoles,
Drugs, sleepless nights and Andys,
Not all Warhol.
And my muses amuse me, agitate me, exist me, abuse me,
Wohoho
Yes my muses, inspire me, suck me, my muses amuse me.
Wohoho
Oh my muses guide me, empty me, my muses abuse.
Wohoho
Yes my muses abuse me, graying me, boggling me
My muses sharpen my style,
Their decay oxygen me,
The blood of the city flows,
In my veins.
Strange subliminal Bliss,
Chic cocaine flashes,
The whiskey comes close to the,
Neuroleptic.
And my muses amuse me, agitate me, exist me, abuse me,
Wohoho
Yes my muses, inspire me, suck me, my muses amuse me.
Wohoho
Oh my muses, guide me, empty me, my muses abuse.
Wohoho
Yes my muses abuse, grayish me, dull me, sharpen me.
Every night like old vultures,
My anxieties and demons,
Fly away, then wait for my return,
Home.
And my muses amuse me, agitate me, exist me, abuse me,
Wohoho
Yes my muses, inspire me, suck me, my muses amuse me.
Wohoho
Oh my muses, guide me, empty me, my muses abuse.
Wohoho
Yes my muses abuse, grayish me, dull me, sharpen me.
And my muses amuse me, agitate me, exist me, abuse me,
Wohoho
Yes my muses, inspire me, suck me, my muses amuse me.
Wohoho
Oh my muses
(Thanks to JA for these words)