Manu — Tes cicatrices song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Tes cicatrices" by Manu.
Lyrics
Des cicatrices aussi belles
Un visage de pluie et d’argent
Quand tes larmes s’y glissent
Encore plus belles
C’est le plus bel hommage au temps
Le plus beau sentiment
Comment te dire comment je t’aime?
Comment te dire, tout simplement,
Que tes cicatrices sont les plus belles
Que la vie ne glisse plus comme avant?
Jamais cicatrices ne furent plus belles
Que tes cicatrices soient miennes
On cicatrise avec le temps
Ça m’électrise toujours autant
Fissurer en plein vol, c’est magnifique
Je ne touche plus le sol, vraiment
Oh, non! Vraiment
C’est magique!
Comment te dire comment je t’aime?
Comment te dire, tout simplement,
Que tes cicatrices sont les plus belles
Que la vie ne glisse plus comme avant?
Jamais cicatrices ne furent plus belles
Que tes cicatrices soient miennes
Et que nos plaies se fendent d’un sourire
Fissurés en plein vol de souvenirs
Jamais cicatrices ne furent plus belles
Que tes cicatrices soient miennes
Comment te dire comment je t’aime?
Comment te dire, tout simplement,
Que tes cicatrices sont les plus belles
Que mes larmes ne glissent plus comme avant?
Plus comme avant
Tes cicatrices, tes cicatrices
Et mes sentiments
Lyrics translation
Scars as beautiful a face of rain and money when your tears slip even more beautiful it's the most beautiful tribute to time the most beautiful feeling How to tell you how I love you?
How can I tell you, simply, that your scars are the most beautiful that life does not slip as before?
Never scars were more beautiful than your scars are mine we heal with time it always electrifies me as much crack in flight, it's beautiful I do not touch the ground anymore, really oh, no! Really it's magical!
How can I tell you how I love you?
How can I tell you, simply, that your scars are the most beautiful that life does not slip as before?
Never scars were more beautiful than your scars are mine and our wounds crack with a smile cracked in flight of memories never scars were more beautiful than your scars are mine How can I tell you how I love you?
How can I tell you, simply, that your scars are the most beautiful that my tears no longer slip as before?
More like before your scars, your scars and my feelings