Indochine — Révolution song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Révolution" by Indochine.
Lyrics
Ma petite soeur a peur
Elle a d (c)chir© toutes ses poup (c)es
Ma petite soeur a peur
Elle a fait br"ler tous ses cahiers
Ma petite soeur, elle pleure
On lui a touch© son intimit© Nos parents sont s (c)par (c)s
Il n’y a rien faire dans sa bo®te en fer.
Et je sais qu’elle a compris
Ce que sera sa vie
Qu’un matin trs ordinaire
Elle pourrait tout
Elle pourrait tout foutre en l’air
Mes 2 frres sont en guerre
Arm (c)s jusqu’aux dents par ce qui les attend
Mes 2 grands-frres sont en guerre
Contre l’univers et la terre entire
Et je ne sais plus quoi faire
Pour calmer leurs colres
juste leur dire qu’un beau jour-l
et qu’ils pourraient
qu’ils pourraient tout foutre en l’air
to revolution — to revolution
Ma mre n’est plus tranquille
Elle a vu son fils en talons de filles
Et mon pre bien au contraire
S’est distingu© par sa libert© Et je fais ma prire
Pour casser ma colre
Ce qu’il me faudrait faire
Je pourrais bien
Demain tout foutre en l’air
To Revolution To Revolution
Et je sais ma soeur mes frres
Apaiser nos colres
Ce qu’il nous faudrait faire
On pourrait bien
Demain tout foutre en l’air
Lyrics translation
My little sister is scared
She has d (c)chir© all her pups (c)es
My little sister is scared
She made br " ler all her notebooks
My little sister, she cries
Our parents are s (C)by (C)s
There is nothing to do in his iron bo ® te.
And I know she understood
What will be his life
That a very ordinary morning
She could all
She could fuck everything up
My two brothers are at war
Arm (c)s up to the teeth by what awaits them
My 2 grandfathers are at war
Against the universe and the whole earth
And I don't know what to do anymore
To calm their necks
just tell them that one fine day-l
and that they could
that they could fuck everything up
to revolution — to revolution
My mother is no longer quiet
She saw her son in girls heels
And my pre quite the contrary
Is distinguished by his freedom and I make my prayer
To break my neck
What I should do
I might as well
Tomorrow all cum in the air
To Revolution To Revolution
And I know my sister my brothers
Soothe our necks
What we should do
We might as well
Tomorrow all cum in the air