Paroles de la chanson Sunday, It's Alright par Yalta Club
Auteurs: François Welgryn,Erwan Cornen,Sebastien Daviet,Nicolas Dhers,Thomas Emeriau,Corinna Krome,Julien Geffriaud
Compositeurs: Erwan Cornen,Sebastien Daviet,Nicolas Dhers,Thomas Emeriau,Corinna Krome,Julien Geffriaud
Editeurs: Intense,W.t.p.l.,Atmo Songs
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Paroles de François WELGRYN, Erwan CORNEN, Sébastien DAVIET, Nicolas DHERS, Thomas EMERIAU, Corinna KROME, Julien GEFFRIAUD
Musique de Erwan CORNEN, Sébastien DAVIET, Nicolas DHERS, Thomas EMERIAU, Corinna KROME, Julien GEFFRIAUD
© WTPL MUSIC, ATMO SONGS, INTENSE
Paroles de la chanson Sunday, It's Alright par Yalta Club
And it’s a god damn week before the last day
I wish things had gone a very different way, but hey!
Bientôt la fin du mirage,
Me ramasser en beauté dans le dernier virage
Et j’ai creusé ma tombe
I must say I was wrong
J’étais de marbre quand ils ont flingué la colombe
On my way/J’ai
Fumé ma dernière blonde
And the morning and the evening were the last day
Et j’essaie, and I try,
To give you a last smile but
I wish things had gone a very different way, but hey!
Bientôt la fin du mirage,
Me ramasser en beauté dans le dernier virage
Et j’ai creusé ma tombe
I must say I was wrong
J’étais de marbre quand ils ont flingué la colombe
On my way/J’ai
Fumé ma dernière blonde
And the morning and the evening were the last day
Et j’essaie, and I try,
To give you a last smile but
As they say, an eye for an eye
Chorus
Sunday it’s alright, cos’ everybody’s gonna die
Someday you and I, we just have to give it, just have to give it a try
Maybe to late but I tried so hard,
Essayer ou toujours faire semblant d’essayer
I mean so many times, so many times,
Si tu voulais mon cul il fallait me parler
Quand j’ai creusé ma tombe
I won’t say I was wrong
J’étais de marbre quand ils ont flingué la colombe
On my way/J’ai
Chorus
Sunday it’s alright, cos’ everybody’s gonna die
Someday you and I, we just have to give it, just have to give it a try
Maybe to late but I tried so hard,
Essayer ou toujours faire semblant d’essayer
I mean so many times, so many times,
Si tu voulais mon cul il fallait me parler
Quand j’ai creusé ma tombe
I won’t say I was wrong
J’étais de marbre quand ils ont flingué la colombe
On my way/J’ai
Fumé ma dernière blonde
Tomorrow’s doom’s day the end of the song
Sunday it’s alright, cos’ everybody’s gonna die
Someday you and I, we just have to give it, just have to give it a try
Et j’essaie, and I try,
To give you a last smile but
As they say, an eye for an eye
Sunday it’s alright, cos’ everybody’s gonna die
Someday you and I, we just have to give it, just have to give it a try
Tomorrow’s doom’s day the end of the song
Sunday it’s alright, cos’ everybody’s gonna die
Someday you and I, we just have to give it, just have to give it a try
Et j’essaie, and I try,
To give you a last smile but
As they say, an eye for an eye
Sunday it’s alright, cos’ everybody’s gonna die
Someday you and I, we just have to give it, just have to give it a try
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