Louise Verneuil
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Blue Sunday

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: Louise Verneuil Canonical path: /louise-verneuil/blue-sunday Related lyric paths: 5
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Blue Sunday

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Spleen, spleen

Au fil des couvreurs d'avril

J'enfouis mes larmes dans ton sweat

C'est l'alcool de Sunday morning

Stone, stone, comme un tas de feuilles d'automne

T'habites un désert monotone

La ville s'esquisse en gris qu'on crayonne

Aux élans d'amours, les murs y sont sourds sans audace

Et sous l'oreiller, nul peut étouffer le temps qui passe

My arms are cold as yours for sure

Won't stay in bed with you my man

But love her as stick, these eyes are sick

I lost the stress, my blue Sunday

My arms are cold as yours for sure

Won't stay in bed with you my man

But love her as stick, these eyes are sick

I lost the stress, my blue, my blue Sunday

Sunday

Spleen, spleen

Tracé à l'indélébile

Les gouttes de pluie dans mes cils

Entre chaque rang de ballerines

Stone, stone, dans cette bulle qui m'assomme

Odeur de flemme comme un chewing gum

Qui colle à ma peau en hématome

Dans ce mal sans nom, seule dans les bas fonds, je laisse

Mes belles illusions dans un puits sans fond, en exil

My arms are cold as yours for sure

Won't stay in bed with you my man

But love her as stick, these eyes are sick

I lost the stress, my blue Sunday

My arms are cold as yours for sure

I lost the stress, my blue Sunday

Sunday

Prayers, prayers, I got to pray

It's the pray of, pray of back to our hearts

It's the prayers, prayers, I got to pray

It's the prayers

My arms are cold as yours for sure

I lost the stress, my blue, my blue Sunday

Sunday

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