Lynda Lemay — C'est comme ça song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "C'est comme ça" by Lynda Lemay.
Lyrics
Au bout du chemin, y a mes souvenirs
Y a un jardin à entretenir
C’est d’autres doigts qu’les miens
Qui feront les choses
Je serai pas là pour voir s’ouvrir les roses
Au bout du chemin, sur le gazon
Y a un petit chien qui jappe mon nom
C’est d’autres doigts qu’les miens
Qui le caresseront
Je serai plus là pour lancer son bâton
C’est comme ça
Y a rien à dire
Sitôt qu’c’est l’heure, on doit partir
On s’casse le cœur comme une tirelire
On laisse derrière c’qu’on a d’plus cher
Et on recommence ailleurs
C’pas vrai qu’on meurt
Au bout du chemin, sur le terrain, y a une vieille barque
Couchée dans l’foin, elle se souvient d’son plus grand lac
Comme elle, j’ai soif, je craque
Je deviens sèche
Je serai plus là pour la partie de pêche
C’est comme ça
C’est bien dommage
Sitôt qu’c’est l’heure, on ferme sa gueule
On remet son cœur dans ses bagages
On s’en va, les yeux
Comme des rivières
Refaire sa vie seul
Puisqu’y a jamais rien d’autre à faire
On laisse derrière
C’qu’on a de plus cher
Et on recommence
On recommence
C’pas vrai qu’on meurt
Lyrics translation
At the end of the road, there are my memories
There is a garden to maintain
It's other fingers than mine
Who will do things
I won't be here to see the roses open
At the end of the road, on the grass
There's a little dog that yells My Name
It's other fingers than mine
Who will caress him
I won't be here to throw his stick.
It's like this
There's nothing to say
As soon as it's time, we have to leave.
We break our hearts like a piggy bank
We leave behind what we have more expensive
And we start over somewhere else
It's not true that we die
At the end of the road, on the field, there is an old boat
Lying in the hay, she remembers her largest lake
Like her, I thirst, I crack
I'm getting dry
I won't be there for the fishing party.
It's like this
That's too bad.
As soon as it's time, we shut up.
We put his heart in his luggage
Let's go, eyes.
Like rivers
Redoing his life alone
Since there's never anything else to do
We leave behind
What's more expensive
And we start again
Let's do it again.
It's not true that we die