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(Quoique)

Musique Patrick BRUEL
Texte Patrick BRUEL et Laurent CHALUMEAU




Let go... (Lâche-toi)

Lyrics and Music Patrick BRUEL
Translation : S.


I've been told there are words you feel like hearing
Some words you whisper in the most tender moments
So slide your ear along my mouth
And let you go without even touching each other
If tonight, you wish something else
Yes tonight, you'll have to dare
Let go, let go, like this, with me
Nothing is wrong, the night is long
All the ways lead here and so on

Close your eyes and tell me what comes to your mind
All the things you have never said and that we will perhaps do
I can feel your hand come slowly, surreptitious
You stop, you hesitate, for fear or sheer perversion ?
For tonight, you wish something else
But tonight, perhaps you should dare
Let go, let go, like this, with me
Nothing is wrong, the night is long
The biter bitten, for the one who wan wait
Let go
Hold me back, funny little game
Hold me back, since we have time

You look at me through the ice in your glass
You announce then suddenly you postpone
You invite me, you avoid me, you insist, you dodge
You sketch out some delights on the alert
But tonight, I wish something else
Yes tonight, I so much wish you dared

Let go... let go... like this... with me
Nothing is wrong... the night will be long
The biter bitten, for the one who can wait
Let go...



Move ! (Bouge !)

Music Patrick BRUEL
Text Patrick BRUEL and Gérard PRESGURVIC
Translation : Françoise V.


A smile... I don't ask you many things, a smile... that's all !
To say to me... that if I dare you dare, that we will still be able to do... everything !
You haven't said anything for hours, what's into us that's dying ?
If you don't believe in it anymore, too bad for me...
But too bad for you if you don't understand

That I have to move !
Before all is chaining me, before this life isn't mine anymore
I have to move... and I want you to move with me ! 

Take risks... you said it to me about 7 000 times... a day !
You exist... you don't need anyone especially not... this court !
I had a dust heart... you have picked me up from the ground
You were not afraid, you wanted to live... and now you say to me you don't want to follow me anymore  

I have to move !
Before it's all linked up, before this life isn't mine anymore
I have to move !... and I want you to move with me ! 
There's nothing that's holding us back... one word, only one, I take you away
I have to move !... and I want you to move with me ! 

We suffocate although it might not... to dream what's all to be done...
All the gurus, the distinguished magus, the kings of swing, the "I know all", the false kings...

I have to move !
Before all is chaining me, before this life isn't mine anymore
I have to move !... and I want you to move with me ! 
There's nothing that's holding us back... one word, only one, I take you away
I have to move !... and I want you to move with... 

A smile... that's all !
Even to say to me... you're crazy !
No mistake... it's you !
But I'm afraid... believe me !

Men that lose memory... that tell you another story
And if you believe it, too bad for me, but too bad for you if you don't understand

You have to move... before it's all linked up
Before this life isn't yours anymore
You have to move... and I'll move with you
Before all's holding us back... one word, only one, I take you away
I have to move !... and I want you to move with me ! 
Move... Move... Move... Move... ! Yes I want you to move with me !



Don't pass on (Pars pas...)

Music Patrick BRUEL * Lyrics Patrick BRUEL and Gérard PRESGURVIC
Translation : S.


You're alone when you suffer, of course
When you puke the too weak blue of the walls
This pain which grabs you and I'm powerless
This silence that I know well, you say so many things, 
So many things when you said nothing
Talk to me... even if I already know everything
Talk to me about everything, about nothing, but about you
And even if you still feel like weeping
If you still feel like cutting your flesh
If you no longer believe in anything, even in your words
Talk to me, don't leave me, don't leave you

We were crazy, we were strong
We laughed at everything even at death
Your dreams were higher than mines
You knew those things that can't be taught
Who are you going to make think that you let go, you doubt ?
Who are you going to make think that you're at the end of the road
That you don't want to fight anymore, that your body disgusts you
Not to me, no, no, not to me... remember... remember

I'll tell you away from here, I'll break open all the doors
I'll go and shout everywhere that death is dead
We'll go and hunt clouds and girls
We'll make them dance, we'll steal all the shiny things
So if you still feel like weeping
And if you want to kneel down to pray
I'll pray with you those gods I detest
So that you will stay here
So that you will stay here
So that you will stay here

Forgive me, I feel quite distraught
But everything frightens me tonight
The time to learn, the time to love
Then you have to give everything back, to let it
Who are you going to make think that you're at the end of the road
That you let go, you doubt
That your body disgusts you, not to me

I can hear your heart beating
It's stronger, stringer than that
Talk to me... I can hear... your heart beating
It's stronger... stronger than that
Don't let go... you're stronger than that
But don't pass on, don't pass on, don't pass on...



Nevertheless, I'm here... (J' suis quand même là...)

Lyrics Patrick BRUEL and Gérard PRESGURVIC * Music Patrick BRUEL
Translation : S.


I know it's not easy
To see the man you're in love with so shaky
I know I'm responsible for your cold look
I perhaps betrayed you, I surely lied to myself
I don't know what I wanted to be
But who really knows it ?
There was a place to take
And you've taken it
Even if I didn't take the time
To better open your luggage

chorus 1
Nevertheless I'm here, Nevertheless I'm here
Even motionless, even clumsy
In spite of all my lateness
We live the same story
Now I'm here, if you want me

There will be hard awakenings
There will be free words
All these useless traps
Which hurt but do nothing
Then these shouts of laughter
So much stronger then us
That we will dare to say
We love each other and that's all
There was absence of course
There was doubt of course
If you give me back your confidence
I'll no longer get lost on the road

chorus 2
Nevertheless I'm here, Nevertheless I'm here
Even motionless, even clumsy
We believed so much in it
It's normal I still believe in it
Now I'm here, if you want me

Come on, We are going to talk if you want it
We haven't said everything to each other
We deserve something better
Come on, we have to cut a fine figure
I'll love, I'll love you, I swear

chorus 3
Nevertheless I'm here, Nevertheless I'm here
Look at me, you have to believe me
If the words I'm looking for eventually come out
You'll see, I'll be there
- chorus -



We were waiting for you (On t'attendait)

Musique et texte Patrick BRUEL
Translation : Cécile Vasseur


It's strange to meet you by chance
You're looking down, it looks like that you're bothered to see me again
What are you becoming...at last it's what you ask usually
Even if people say that you like less and less your life 

Guy, it seems that you're hanging about with strange people
That your nights are long and your smile is late
What are you doing of your life...
People care despite what you're saying
You didn't come to the meeting
Everybody was there, we talked about you and everything

We were simply waiting for you
Don't let too much time
We were waiting for you as before
What are you doing now

Where is gone this guy who had the world to rebuild
Who was telling us that we should let everything behind
That we were similar, we had the same big mouth side
that it's necessary to be all together when you are alone

The one who filled up our lives, blown up our veils
But who never took his boat under the stars
We were listening to you, we were moving forward
So stop to repeat that you failed everything
We are here to find you
It's not by chance if we met you today

We were simply waiting for you
Don't let too much time
We were waiting for you as before
We are here now

We were simply waiting for you
Don't let too much time
We were waiting for you... simply
We are here....We are waiting for you



What do you believe ? (Qu'est-ce que tu crois...)

Musique Patrick BRUEL
Texte Patrick BRUEL et Gérard PRESGURVIC
Translation : Nathalie Leviol


Good evening Ladies and gentlemen!
Please, let's be silent, everyone in place
the show is starting "life in front of us "
Mister Dupont killed his wife
Our question: "Is this a drama?"
he is said to have beaten her with a tube, 
he's ready to do it again after the commercials
Everyone on their minitel: Are women faithful?
Answer Right or Wrong? Reality is having its show!

What do you believe? Everything that's said, everything that's not
Tonight it's your show
What do you believe? Be careful tonight TV is watching you!!

Please, let's be silent, everyone in place
The show is starting "death in front of us"
Tonight Dupont is released of prison
Our team has been waiting for him for 20 years
Live tonight, his son takes revenge ... 
Thanks to... thanks to "orange lightning"
everyone on their minitel: We need an end, but which one ?
you're deciding, the audience rating is gonna explode!
 
What do you believe? Everything that's said, everything that's not 
Tonight it's your show
What do you believe? Be careful tonight TV is watching you!!

But sometimes polls are cruel, you don't call me back
it's tonight that I fade away, another one takes my place
but before leaving, in front of you I'm gonna die!!
 
What do you believe? watch me or kill me
Tonight it's your show 
what do you believe. I'm just a butterfly tonight I'm dying in your arms
What do you believe? watch me or kill me
Tonight it's your show
What do you believe? Be careful tonight TV is watching you!!
What do you believe? What do you believe? What do you believe? 
I'm just a butterfly tonight I'm dying in your arms

"What do you believe"



How many walls... (Combien de murs...)

Lyrics and Music Patrick BRUEL
Translation : S.


First, a stone that flies into pieces
A strange dust, then a crash
Go outside, wake up all these people
Who've had an appointment for such a long time

A wall has fallen, a man turns round
Has he had a dream ? Has a page been turned ?
The rumor that already runs from city to city
We kiss, we weep, we remain motionless

Is he going round the bend, is he becoming crazy...
Even if his heart is happy, his eyes are woolly
How many armours, how many masks, how many graves
How many walls are hidden behind a wall which falls down ?

Some tears keep on flowing, nobody turns around
History forsakes the pages we divert
What sort of freedom will be able to talk about
When children come to ask...

"The walls we have in our minds
Are perhaps higher than yours
Why hasn't anybody ever stopped them ?
Of course we're going to break them down
But we'll never erase
The pains they have let... engraved !"

I had forgotten how ironic our history was
I had forgotten we had so little memory
How many tears, how many hates, how many shames
How many walls are hidden behind a wall which falls down

Am I becoming crazy ? Answer me, my eyes are woolly
In the name of who do we choose innocence
In the name of which freedom, which limpidity
How many walls... how many walls...
How many tears, how many masks, how many shames
How many walls are hidden behind a wall which falls ?
How many walls... how many walls... how many walls...



(S' laisser aimer)

Musique et texte Patrick BRUEL



Play, Doctor play ! (Joue, Docteur joue !)

Lyrics and Music Patrick BRUEL
Translation : S.


Hallo it's me
Am I waking you up ?
I don't know... very late
A fit of the blues
Do you want to sleep ?
I let you sleep
Have lovely dreams
Mines are ending up
Nobody else to listen to me
And the bar is going to close
No way to go to sleep
Just feel like wandering
So from harbour to harbour
The night will perhaps look less nasty
4000 miles from home
And you don't even answer me
But life is beautiful
New-York is blazing under the red moon
52nd Midtown at the back of the Road House
The waitress moves behind her overall
Doctor John sings the blues
It goes deep into my heart
But... but I can feel a sort of pain

chorus
Play, Doctor play
This doctor is doing well
With three chords in the air
Play, Doctor play
Play, Doctor play
I've let all my misfortunes
Over there, on the other side of the Sea

Then, the Wha Café
Hey Joe, are you here ?
Between two Coronas
I'm always thinking about you
OK, pass the guitar
Ready to have a long evening
If the night is caught
We'll come back tonight
Shutting ourselves up in this cellar
Willing prisoners
Of these doctors who can
Cure our misfortunes
Come on Doctor I trust you
Purple Haze is in my blue
It goes deep into my heart
But, I can still feel this pain

- chorus -



Will you dance with me ? (Est-ce que tu danseras avec moi...)

Musique et texte Patrick BRUEL
Translation : Cécile Vasseur


On the carpet, two, three newspapers
A large blue pullover, some glasses lie around
The ears sticked to the radio
A guy yelling for her to come back

It's crazy that this guy has a so little modesty...
Probably like me when you'll leave
Besides you left few time ago
And you won't dance with me anymore...

I'm walking from the bedroom to the bedroom, trampling on my memories
Then this song, fed up of listening to it...
O, Singer ! you need to react

She'll hear you, she will come back, you'll tell her that you were mainly 
waiting for that
Your lack of pride will make you laugh
But she dances so well with you...

And if words have lacked to you and if your eyes have lied to you
All the excuses to require, it's not that, that  fill up a life

You'll ask her lots of questions but the only one which will count to you
Moreover it's the title of your song
Will you dance with me... Will you dance with me ...
Will you dance with me ...

Your blue pullover is all ceased by dint of using it as a pillow
You will come back probably really late... it's not grave, I'll love you late

I will talk to you about a singer, a guy a lot more sadder than me
A guy who is making lots of mistakes
But who would dance well with you, but who dance well only with you
Do you dance with me...



Down the stairs (En bas des marches)

Musique et texte Patrick BRUEL
Translation : Cécile Vasseur


She was seated downstairs as leaned to her life
On her cheeks, some traces of a story which has badly ended
She was seated down the world, listening to the seconds
Which resound without saying anything, which do not even talk of future

She was waiting, waiting...for a smile to come
Amidst her dreams, before the night take her away
I searched awkward at the back of her look
Just to understand her story
She was living as a shadow that nobody draws yet...

She offered me during few hours, all her heart-beats
Rebuilt in one night all the sand's castles of her life
All this time spent to learn tricks for not being caught
To struggle when it rains at a guess of funny games

She laughed, she cried... with tears never running
She would have given everything for a gesture, a look
That have missed so many times
She talked too much about this, even without to spell things out
As a lost child looking for her place on the picture

She had her heart in thousand pieces and nobody to take her higher
She spent here all her nights waiting for somebody 
In her hazardous beds, she was looking for reasons to believe in it
Humour as last politeness ...modesty of princess 

She was seated downstairs as rested to her life
In front of my eyes this image which has followed me so many times
She was seated down the stairs...



(Demain le monde !)

Musique Patrick BRUEL
Texte Laurent CHALUMEAU




Nothing to lose (Rien à perdre)

Lyrics and Music Patrick BRUEL
Translation : S.


Sit down for a while, 
I need to talk to you
It has been along night
Try to listen to me
I've pretended to go away
Just to get out of here
You take any way
I try to avoid
All these look I redoubt
It's difficult to admit
That I can't find back my way
And even if I do my best
To hide what is visible
Try as I may
I just lie to myself

Strange feeling
I'm moving away from myself
Something that gets away from me
More and more each time
I won't take stock of
What is good and what is bad
I've spend too much time
Sending back the ball to myself
I've spend so many nights
Faking my fears
In the middle of what is not said
Laughing at my mistakes
Running like the wind
Without the slightest limit
Even if I kneel down
Even if everything goes too fast

chorus
Nothing to lose
I have nothing to lose
I play my life
Like anyone else
Nothing to lose
Except losing oneself
Forgetting under these lights
That the most beautiful things are to come

Too much confidence
Too much doubts
Too much indulgence
Each way is different
I've fought to learn
What I wasn't told
To understand that others
Never know for you
I have no certainty
No finger point out
Just a fear
In front of bastards
And if I let myself be led by my voice
When I don't really find my words
It's just in front of hate
That I can go higher

- chorus -



(Pour exister)

Musique et texte Patrick BRUEL




09/11/1997 - 30/11/2000
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