Pleymo — On Ne Changera Rien song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "On Ne Changera Rien" by Pleymo.
Lyrics
Voûtés sur nous-mêmes
S'écorchant le pied
Sur des tessons de bouteille
Spécialement aiguisés
Brûlant doucement
Ceux de mauvais soleil
Et s’offusquant à peine
Des dérives du ciel
On tourne en rond
Sans s’affoler jamais
Mais il faut qu’on s’affole
Il faut qu’on s’affole
On s'élance à corps perdu
Dans des bribes d’aventure
Qui ternissent la vue
Jusqu’au point de rupture
On ne changera rien
Si on s’attache les mains
On ne changera rien
Si on s’attache les mains
Il y a ceux qui dorment
Qui ont tout abandonné
Qui pensent à leur récolte
De plaisirs avariés
Mais il faut que vous sachiez
Que pour eux ça n’est qu’un jeu
Qu’on a perdu déjà
Qu’on a perdu ça y est
Il y a ceux qui ont mal
Mi-hommes mi-enfants
Accablés par leur âge
Qui décime nos rangs
Allez formons des cercles
Autour des feux
Et tenons les promesses
Qu’on a faites à dieu
On ne changera rien
Si on s’attache les mains
On ne changera rien
Si on s’attache les mains
Si on s’attache les mains
On ne changera rien
Si on s’attache les mains
On ne changera rien
J’ai rêvé d’horizons
De paradis perdus
De sentir nos noms
De rivages déchus
De corps nus sans honte
De récits suspendus
De silhouettes ailées
De chemins scellés
Tu crois te connaître
Il n’en est rien vois-tu
On n’assure pas souvent
On avance, on recule
Lyrics translation
Vaulted upon ourselves
Skinning the foot
On shards of bottle
Specially sharpened
Burning gently
Those of bad Sun
And barely taking offense
Sky drifts
We go around in circles
Without ever freaking out
But we have to freak out
We gotta freak out.
Let's go for it.
In bits of adventure
That tarnish the view
To the breaking point
We won't change anything.
If we tie our hands
We won't change anything.
If we tie our hands
There are those who sleep
Who gave up everything
Who think about their harvest
Of spoiled pleasures
But you need to know
That for them it's just a game
That we've already lost
That we lost. that's it.
There are those who have pain
Half-Men half-children
Burdened by their age
Who decimates our ranks
Let's form circles
Around the fires
And keep the promises
That we did to God
We won't change anything.
If we tie our hands
We won't change anything.
If we tie our hands
If we tie our hands
We won't change anything.
If we tie our hands
We won't change anything.
I dreamed of horizons
Of Lost Paradise
To feel our names
Of fallen shores
Of naked bodies without shame
Of suspended narratives
Of winged silhouettes
Of sealed paths
You think you know yourself
It's nothing, do you see?
It is not often assured
We move forward, we move back