Serge Lama — Que viva Vivaldi song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Que viva Vivaldi" by Serge Lama.
Lyrics
Z'étaient copines de cœur
Et v’naient m' faire l’amitié
Dans des hôtels où l' bonheur
Et l' temps étaient mesurés
On s' gavait de poulet froid
De bulles de jolis vins
Puis en riant aux éclats
On f’sait l’amour à six mains
Les draps en accordéon
L’oreiller en tam-tam
Dans l’hôtel à trois ronds
Ça faisait du ramdam
Nos corps étaient violons
Nos lèvres étaient fruits
À la belle saison
Que viva Vivaldi
Z'étaient folles de leurs corps
Z'étaient folles de leur sang
Z'étaient folles d'être encore
Superbes à quarante ans
C'était du clair dans du flou
Ça sentait la chair et le fard
Ça scintillait de partout
Trois reflets dans trois miroirs
Elles s' parlaient sans dire un mot
Rien qu’en collant leurs cheveux
J’entendais hennir leurs chevaux
Leurs râles étaient leurs aveux
EIles repartaient les yeux gris
Tout barbouillés d’insomnie
Moi, je regagnais Paris
Elles regagnaient leurs maris
Laissant
Lyrics translation
They were girlfriends of heart
And V'naient me ' make friendship
In hotels where happiness
And time were measured
We were eating cold chicken.
Of bubbles of pretty wines
Then laughing at the splinters
We know love with six hands
Accordion sheets
The pillow in tam-Tam
In the three-round hotel
It was ramdam
Our bodies were violins
Our lips were fruits
In the good season
Long live Vivaldi
They were crazy about their bodies
They were crazy about their blood.
Z ' were crazy to be again
Superb at forty
It was clear and fuzzy
It smelled of flesh and blush
It sparkled from everywhere
Three reflections in three mirrors
They spoke to each other without saying a word
Just sticking their hair
I could hear their horses whining
Their rants were their confessions
EIles went away with gray eyes
All smeared with insomnia
I was returning to Paris
They returned to their husbands
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