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Yann Tiersen - Monochrome

21 Oct 2009

Nunca me cansaré de este video (eso sí, hay que tener paciencia y verlo completo). Pertenece al album de Yann Tiersen de 1997, Le Phare,  donde también está la increible Le bras de mer, ambas cantadas por mi querido Dominique A (afortunadamente, porque la voz no es precisamente el fuerte del pobre Yann) .

 

 

Otra versión de Monochrome, espectacular, correspondiente al disco en directo de 2002: 

 

 

 

 

Anyway,

I can try anything

it's the same circle

that leads to nowhere

and I'm tired now.

 

Anyway,

I've lost my face,

my dignity, my look,

all these things are gone

and I'm tired now

 

But don't be scared,

I find a good job

and I go to work everyday

on my old bicycle you loved. 

 

I'm pilling up

some unread books

under my bed

and I really think

I'll never read again.

 

No concentration, 

just a white disorder

eveywhere

around me,

you know I'm so tired now.

 

But don't worry

I often go to dinners and parties 

with some old friends 

who care me, 

take me back home 

and stay.

 

Monochrome floors,

monochrome walls, 

only abscense 

near me,

nothing but silence

around me.

 

Monochrome life,

only abscense

near me, 

nothing but silence

around me.

 

Sometimes

I search an event

or something to remember, 

but I've really got

nothing in mind.

 

Sometimes 

I open the windows

and listen people walking

in the down streets, 

there is life out there. 

But don't be scared, 

 

I find a good job

and I go to work everyday

on my old bicycle you loved. 

 

Anyway,

I can try anything

it's the same circle

that leads to nowhere

and I'm tired now.

 

Anyway,

I've lost my face,

my dignity, my look,

all these things are gone

and I'm tired now

 

But don't be scared, 

I find a good job

and I go to work everyday

on my old bicycle you loved. 

 

Monochrome floors,

monochrome walls, 

only abscense 

near me,

nothing but silence

around me.

 

Monochrome life,

only abscense

near me, 

nothing but silence

around me.

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