Indochine — La Chevauchée Des Champs De Blé song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La Chevauchée Des Champs De Blé" by Indochine.
Lyrics
A 4 mains, on les retient
A 4 mains, prends mon chemin
A 4 mains, on les retient
A 4 mains, mm-mmmh
Tcha ! Tcha !
Les chevaux au galop
On les retient vers les champs de ble
Prends mon chemin enfin
En chevauchee des etriers
On les retient
Prends mon chemin, mon chemin
C’est un jour impudique
Et qui jette toutes ces idees imaginaires
L’emprise a sa poursuite
Incertaine quand on voit le ciel a l’envers
Entre moi, entre toi
Ta langue de fer ou langue au chat, non ta langue
Entre toi, entre moi
L’amour nouveau qui est tout la-haut
Et pour bientot
Tout la-haut ! Mais les chevaux
Au galop
Mais les chevaux oh ! oh !
Ton allure est farouche
Et je suce ton pouce et tes taches de rousseur
A travers les caresses
Elle est belle et feroce et forcement cruelle
Gare a toi, gare a moi
Ta langue de fer ou langue au chat, non ta langue…
Gare a moi, gare a toi
L’amour en vain dont je suis atteint
Et sur tes reins
A 4 mains je te rejoins !
En chemin
Je te rejoins
Tcha ! Tcha !
Donne-moi
A travers les cascades
Et cote a cote on se regarde, tu me regardes
L’emprise a ta poursuite
Incertaine quand tu vois le ciel a l’envers
Elle n’est pas jolie, elle est pire
Comme un soupir
Au Kashmir
Comme un soupir
Au Kashmir
La seduction ! A 4 mains ! La seduction !
Prends mon chemin enfin
En chevauchee des etriers
Les chevaux au galop
On les retient sur les champs de ble
On les retient
On les retient a 4 mains !
Lyrics translation
With 4 Hands, we hold them
4 Hands, take my way
With 4 Hands, we hold them
4 Hands, mm-mmmh
Tcha ! Tcha !
Horses galloping
We hold them to the fields of ble
Take my way finally
Overlapping stirrups
We hold them.
Take my way, my way
It's an impudent day
And who throws all these imaginary ideas
The right of way has its pursuit
Uncertain when you see the sky upside down
Between me, between you
Your tongue of iron or tongue to the cat, not your tongue
Between you, between me
The new love that's all there-up
And for soon
All the way up there ! But horses
Galloping
But the horses oh ! oh !
Your looks are fierce
And I suck your thumb and freckles
Through caresses
She is beautiful and fierce and necessarily cruel
Train to you, train to me
Your tongue of iron or tongue to the cat, not your tongue…
Stop me, stop you
The love in vain that I am reached
And on your kidneys
With 4 hands I'll join you !
On the way
I'll join you
Tcha ! Tcha !
Give me
Through the waterfalls
And side by side we look at each other, you look at me
The right of way in your pursuit
Uncertain when you see the sky upside down
She's not pretty, she's worse
Like a sigh
In Kashmir
Like a sigh
In Kashmir
Seduction ! Four hands ! Seduction !
Take my way finally
Overlapping stirrups
Horses galloping
They are retained on the fields of ble
We hold them.
We hold them with 4 Hands !