Alain Souchon — Et Si En Plus Y'a Personne song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Et Si En Plus Y'a Personne" by Alain Souchon.
Lyrics
Abderhamane, Martin, David
Et si le ciel (c)tait vide
Tant de processions, tant de tЄtes inclin (c)es
Tant de capuchons tant de peur souhait (c)es
Tant de d (c)magogues de Temples de Synagogues
Tant de mains press (c)es, de prires empress (c)es
Tant d’ang (c)lus
Ding
Qui r (c)sonne
Et si en plus
Ding
Y’a personne
Abderhamane, Martin, David
Et si le ciel (c)tait vide
Il y a tant de torpeurs
De musiques antalgiques
Tant d’anti-douleurs dans ces jolis cantiques
Il y a tant de questions et tant de mystres
Tant de compassions et tant de r (c)volvers
Tant d’ang (c)lus
Ding
Qui r (c)sonne
Et si en plus
Ding
Y’a personne
Arour hachem, Inch Allah
Are Krishhna, All (c)luia
Abderhamane, Martin, David
Et si le ciel (c)tait vide
Si toutes ces balles tra§ antes
Toutes ces armes de poing
Toutes ces femmes ignorantes
Ces enfants orphelins
Si ces vies qui chavirent
Ces yeux mouill (c)s
Ce n'(c)tait que le plaisir
De zigouiller
Et l’ang (c)lus
Ding
Qui r (c)sonne
Et si en plus
Ding
Y’a personne
Et l’ang (c)lus
Ding
Qui r (c)sonne
Et si en plus
Ding
Y’a personne
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Lyrics translation
Abderhamane, Martin, David
And if the sky (c)is empty
So many processions, so many tЄtes inclin (c)es
So many hoods so much fear wish (c)es
So many D (c)magogues of Synagogue Temples
So many hands press (c)es, prires empress (C) es
So many ang (c)Read
Ding
Who r (c)sounds
And if in addition
Ding
There is no one
Abderhamane, Martin, David
And if the sky (c)is empty
There are so many torpedoes
Of analgesic music
So many pain relievers in these pretty songs
There are so many questions and so many mysteries
So many compassion and so many R (C) volvers
So many ang (c)Read
Ding
Who r (c)sounds
And if in addition
Ding
There is no one
Arour hachem, Inch Allah
Are Krishhna, all (C) luia
Abderhamane, Martin, David
And if the sky (c)is empty
If all these bullets trace
All these handguns
All these ignorant women
These orphaned children
If those lives that capsize
These eyes wet (c)s
It was only pleasure
Of zigzag
And the ang (c) Read
Ding
Who r (c)sounds
And if in addition
Ding
There is no one
And the ang (c) Read
Ding
Who r (c)sounds
And if in addition
Ding
There is no one
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