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La Parade (Yann Tiersen)
another day to live
another way to go
nobody´s in this room
nobody´s here for now
wake up early
I know it´s too late
too late for the parade
look at my feet
moving slowly
I´m afraid it´s over
naked
a bit sleepy
in
a single room
I
open the door
call up
call up the lift
I wish
I was
in the parade
sometimes I fill my skin
sometimes I hear a voice
"please try to be friendly"
but I´m too old inside
I´m so jealous
but proud to be
an ordinary girl
I´d like to talk
but you know I hate
all ordinary words
naked
a bit sleepy
in
a single room
I
open the door
call up
call up the lift
I wish
I was
in the parade
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Les jours tristes (Yann Tiersen, Neil Hannon)
It´s hard, hard not to sit on your hands
and bury your head in the sand
hard not to make other plans
and claim that you´ve done all you can
all along
and life must go on
it´s hard, hard to stand up for what´s right
and bring home the bacon each night
hard not to break down and cry
when every idea that you´ve tried has been wrong
but you must go on
it´s hard but you know it´s worth the fight
´cause you know you´ve got the truth on your side
when the accusations fly, hold tight
don´t be afraid of what they´ll say
who cares what cowards think, anyway
they will understand one day, one day
it´s hard, hard when you´re here all alone
and everyone else has gone home
harder to know right from wrong
when all objectivities gone
and it´s gone
but you still carry on
´cause you, you are the only one left
and you´ve got to clean up this mess
you know you´ll end up like the rest
bitter and twisted, unless
you stay strong and you carry on
it´s hard but you know it´s worth the fight
´cause you know you´ve got the truth on your side
when the accusations fly, hold tight
and don´t be afraid of what they´ll say
who cares what cowards think, anyway
they will understand one day, one day
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