LUKE — A Nos Amis song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "A Nos Amis" by LUKE.
Lyrics
A mes amis,? cette rancune qui ne nous fait plus boire les m? mes bi? res
A mes amis,? cette enclume qui nous rattache aux m? mes pierres
Aux souvenirs mal ma? tris?s, aux souvenirs mal r? pandus
Peut-?tre exag? r?s voire m? me jamais v? cus
Voire m? me jamais v? cus
M? me en? tant un peu amer, m? me en? tant un peu odieux
Tu me le disais d? j? mon fr? re, on est fait pour? tre vieux
Aux amis sans commentaires, aux amis peu col? reux
Qui me chantaient de jolis airs en crachant tout de m? me un peu
A nos amis de m? me rivi? re qui se sont noy? s peu? peu
Pourquoi se voir pendant les tr? ves
On ne se voit plus au fond des yeux
Aux souvenirs un peu amers, aux souvenirs un peu odieux
On a voulu? tre droits et fiers, on se retourne peu? peu
On se retourne peu? peu
A ces amis de passage,? ces amis sans pr? avis
Qui veulent vous ramener sur le rivage, vous soustraire? la nuit
A ceux que l’on appelle l’hiver, que l’on ?coute quand on a froid
On pr? f?re toujours se taire
De toute fa? on personne n’y croit
De toute fa? on personne n’y croit
Un peu aride, un peu faux fr? re En tout cas de moins en moins merveilleux
A la vie qui se resserre
On r? ve de moins en moins lumineux
A mes coups bas,? mes revers
A vos pardons,? mes travers, en tout cas de plus en plus ennuyeux
A trop vouloir oublier ses fr? res
On s’oublie toujours un peu
Aux sourires de remords, apr? s le accolades de traitres
Comme avant, comme hier
Comme avant, comme hier
Comme avant, comme hier
Lyrics translation
To my friends? that grudge that doesn't make us drink the m's anymore? mes bi? re
To my friends? that anvil that connects us to the m's? my stones
To memories mal ma? tris?s, to bad memories r? pandus
Maybe?three exag? r?s or even M? me ever v? cus
Even m? me ever v? cus
M? me in? so bitter, m? me in? so much a little obnoxious
Did you tell me d? j? my brother? re, are we cut out for this? tre vieux
To friends without comments, to friends little collar? reux
Who used to sing me nice tunes and spit everything out of m? me a little
To our friends from m? do you see me again? re who drowned? s little? little
Why see each other during tr? you see
We don't see each other in the back of our eyes anymore
To memories a little bitter, to memories a little obnoxious
We wanted to? are we proud and fair? little
Do we turn around a little? little
To these passing friends,? these friends without pr? notice
Who wants to take you back to shore, take you away? night
To those called winter, which one ?costs when cold
We pr? f?re always shut up
- What's the matter with you? no one believes it
- What's the matter with you? no one believes it
A little dry, a little fake fr? re in any case less and less wonderful
To life that tightens
We r? ve less and less bright
To my low blows,? my setbacks
To your pardon? my travers, in any case more and more boring
Too much to forget his fr? re
We always forget a little
Smiles of remorse, apr? s the accolades of traitors
As before, as yesterday
As before, as yesterday
As before, as yesterday