Mylène Farmer — Et Si Vieillir M'Etait Conte song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Et Si Vieillir M'Etait Conte" by Mylène Farmer.
Lyrics
La nuit de ses doigts gantés
Image inachevée
Bientôt la lune est pleine
La nuit de ses doigts si frêles
Sculpte l’aube et le ciel
Dieu, que cette femme est belle
La nuit de ses doigts de fée
A effleurél'image
D’un bonheur de passage
Mais j’ai vu l'être emporté
Elle n’a pas su s’aimer
Le temps a fait ses ravages
Et si vieillir m'était conté(Turn me on)
Serais-je làpour t’aimer (Turn me on)
D’autres nuits s’achèvent et la vie (Turn me on)
A tout donné, tout repris… (Turn me on)
La nuit de ses doigts de fer
A abîméla chair
De sa rouille cruelle
Quand le temps a déposé
Son sourire familier
C’est un pas vers la poussière
Et si vieillir m'était conté(Turn me on)
Serais-je làpour t’aimer (Turn me on)
D’autres nuits s’achèvent et la vie (Turn me on)
A tout donné, tout repris… (Turn me on)
Lyrics translation
The night of her gloved fingers
Unfinished Image
Soon the moon is full
The night of her fingers so frail
Sculpt the dawn and the sky
God, that woman is beautiful
The night of her fairy fingers
Touched the picture
Of a passing happiness
But I saw it being carried away
She didn't know how to love herself
Time has wreaked havoc
And if I was told to grow old(Turn me on)
Would I be there to love you (Turn me on)
Other nights end and life (Turn me on)
Gave everything, took everything... (Turn me on)
The night of his iron fingers
A damaged flesh
From its cruel rust
When time has filed
Her familiar smile
This is a step towards dust
And if I was told to grow old(Turn me on)
Would I be there to love you (Turn me on)
Other nights end and life (Turn me on)
Gave everything, took everything... (Turn me on)