Sync Different

move your feet

Coupl 1
Move your feet
come on dance to the heat
dance to the beat
Common and move your feet

Ref 1
come come come inside
Babe
you got me going crazy
Never wanna stop

come come come

coupl 2
move your feet
come on dance to the hit
dance to the beat
Common and move your feet

REF 2
are you ready now?
Babe
you got me going crazy
Never wanna stop

come come come COME

move your feet
dance to the hit
move your feet
dance to the hit

Que mon corps casque et me trahisseQue le temps passe et me flétrisse
Que ma vue perde l'horizon
Que je te laisse sans réaction
Que ma langue manque de salive
Sur tes seins en forme d'olive
Que tu me saches moins viril
Que mon cœur lâche sur ton nombril

Toi tu seras toujours

Chair et canon
Chair et canon

Quand je ne ferai plus le caniche
Que je ne te toucherai plus ma biche
Quand je ne serai plus le patron
Que je ne serai plus qu'un vieux con
Quand je serai au bord de la ruine
Et qu'on me mettra sous morphine
Quand je tomberai pour de bon
Dans un coma aussi profond

Toi tu seras toujours

Chair et canon
Chair et canon

Que mon corps casque et me trahisse
Que le temps passe et me flétrisse
Que ma vue perde l'horizon
Que tu me laisses sans érection
Que tu me saches moins viril
Que mon coeur lâche sur mon nombril

Toi tu seras toujours
Chair et canon
Chair et canon


English translation :

CANNON FODDER
May my body wither and betray me
May time pass and wilt me
May my vision lose the horizon
May I leave you without response
May my tongue lack saliva
On your olive-shaped breasts
May you know me less virile
May my heart break on your navel

You will always be
Cannon fodder
Cannon fodder

When I won’t be poodle anymore
When I won’t touch you any more my little deer
When I won’t be the boss anymore
When I will be just an old fool
When I'm on the verge of ruin
And when they put me under morphine
When I fall for good
Into a coma so deep

You will always be
Cannon fodder
Cannon fodder

May my body wither and betray me
May time pass and wilt me
May my vision lose the horizon
May you leave me without erection
May you know me less virile
May my heart break on your navel

You will always be
Cannon fodder
Cannon fodder

MY SUPERNOVA
You hit me hit me like adrenaline in a shock shockKick start my heart exploding supernova pow powshock ! shock!Supernova, taking overOne Two, I'm falling over youSupernova, taking overYou hit me hit me like adrenaline in a shock shockKick start my heart exploding supernova pow powshock ! shock!
One Two, I'm falling over youSupernova, taking overOne Two, I'm falling over you
It's an emergency now, nowIt's an emergency now, nowCalling emergency

You have got the Midas touchYou have got the Midas touch
Midas, Midas, Midas, Midas, Midas!Everything he turns to goldEverything he turns to gold
You have got the Midas touchYou have got the Midas touch
Midas, Midas, Midas, Midas, Midas!Everything he turns to goldEverything he turns to gold, gold, gold, goldcome on!
Gold is cold it won't be a loverGold is cold it won't be a lover
Everything he turns to goldEverything he turns to goldEverything he turns to goldEverything he turns to gold
You've got the magic touch. Midas!You've got the magic touch. Midas!
You have got the Midas touchYou have got the Midas touch
Midas, Midas, Midas, Midas, Midas!

BEER CHASERCHORUSBring me another beer chaser
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down
I know it might seem early
But I booked the first flight out of town
That baby of mine found another man
And I ain’t stickin’ around
So bring me another beer chaser
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ downVERSEWe came out here together
Just about a year ago
I was playin’ guitar at a hotel bar
She was workin’ at the casino
Serving drinks to high rollers
Till one of them caught her eye
Now she’s gone an’ hit the bi0g jackpot
And I’ve gone an’ bought a ticket to flyCHORUSSo bring me another beer chaser
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down
I know it might seem early
But I booked the first flight out of town
That baby of mine found another man
And I ain’t stickin’ around
So bring me another beer chaser
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ downInstrumentalBRIDGEThey’re ready to board at gate #4
Here’s a hundred, you can keep the change
I’m gonna be the last one on
But I’ll sleep it off on the plane
I’ll sleep it off on the planeCHORUSBring me another beer chaser
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down
I know it might seem early
But I booked the first flight out of town
That baby of mine found another man
And I ain’t stickin’ around
So bring me another beer chaser
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down

Sans déconner, t’es sérieux là
? J’ai déjà entendu ça mille foisC’est pas que ça me flatte pas mais gamin va falloir t’accrocher pour m’impressionner
Tu veux te la jouer hôtel particulier et petites pépés
?
Tu sais pas dans quel guêpier tu t’es fourré
!
A tes risques et périls et huées ok vas-y on va bien s’marrer

Répète après moi
C’est pas sérieux

Tu t’prends pour Serge nom d’une vierge
Quand je suis mort t’étais pas né, si tu savais comme j’ai croqué des vertes et des pas mûres
Cramé des gitanes des tonnes qui sont plus sur le marché pour composer des mélodies elles étaient toutes à mes pieds. A quoi bon, à quoi bon t’y risquer, si ça part en sucette j’pourrai pas te tirer de là haut j’ai trop d’héritiers si tu veux finir comme un vulgaire copié-collé

Répète après moi c’est pas sérieux
ouais répète après moi c’est pas sérieux

Tu t’prends pour Serge nom d’une vierge
C’est pas que ça me flatte pas tu sais mais gamin va falloir t’accrocher il m’en faut plus que toi pour m’impressionner. Ah au fait, j’ai pas de conseils à te donner mais n’oublie pas de m’aimer

Répète après moi
Répète après moi
Répète après moi
C’est pas sérieux


IT'S NOT SERIOUS

No kidding, you can’t be serious?

I've heard that a thousand times

It's not that I ‘m not flattered but Sunny, you will have to try harder if you want to impress me

Do you want to play at “Hotel particulier” and “Petites Pépés” ?


You don’t know what a hornet’s you’ve got yourself into


At your own risk and jeers, ok, go ahead, we will have a good laugh
Repeat after me, It's not serious


You think you’re Serge, for God’s sake

When I died, you were not born,

If you knew how I fucked everything that moved

I smoked “gitanes” by the ton – they are no longer on the market-
To compose melodies for them, they were all at my feet.

What the point and taking risks
if it all falls apart, I can’t get you out of there

I have got too much progeny if you want to wind up like a cheap imitation

Repeat after me, It's not serious

yeah repeat after me it's not serious


You think you’re Serge, for God’s sake
It's not that I ‘m not flattered but Sunny, you will have to try harder if you want to impress me

Oh by the way, I have no advice to give you but don’t forget to love me

Repeat after me Repeat after me Repeat after me It's not serious

N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veutBaudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Suffit pas d’être saoul
Ni de paraître fou
C’est pas une question de shoots
Ni de sexe ni de look

N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veut
Baudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Seulement savoir pourquoi
Tout brûle autour de soi
Pourquoi ces châteaux de sable
Qu’engloutissent les vagues
N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veut
Baudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Seulement savoir pourquoi
Faire et puis tout défaire
Et mettre tout à l’envers
Avec la même foi

N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veut
Baudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Seulement savoir pourquoi
Là-haut sur son étoile
Soufflent les vents du désert
Qui brûlent la peau et l’âme



English translation :

THERE'S ONLY GAINSBOURG


There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
It’s not enough to
be drunk
No
appear
to be
crazy
It's not a question of shooting up
No of
sex no
of
appearances

There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
Just
knowing
why
Everything burns around you
Why these sand castles
swallowed up by
the waves
There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
Just
knowing
why
Make and
un-make
And putting
everything
the other way round
With the same
conviction

There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
Just
knowing
why
Up there on his star
the desert winds
blow
burning
skin and
soul

HIGHWAY CALL
VERSE
Don’t try to tie me down, don’t hang my picture on the wall
I see that look in your eye, and you don’t have far to fall
And even this big Montana sky will feel too small when I hear that highway callVERSE
I’ll just start lookin’ around the bend, it happens time and time again
Keep it friendly let’s be friends, don’t try to rope me in
And I’ll hang my hat on your wall, till I hear that highway callCHORUS
Oh I think about the time that I’ve wasted,
Lettin’ this old restless heart get in the way
But everytime the smoke cleared, time dried up those tears
And I saddled up and rode away…rode away…. ay ay
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK

CHORUS
Now I think about the times that I’ve wasted,
Lettin’ this old restless heart get in the way
But every time the smoke cleared, time dried up those tears
And I saddled up and rode away…rode away….


VERSE
So don’t try to tie me down, don’t hang my picture on the wall
I see that look in your eye, and you don’t have far to fall
Even this big Montana sky will feel too small, yah this big Montana sky’s gonna feel too small, when I hear that highway call, highway call.

Dans mon océan pacifiqueY’a des bugs et Y’a des clicks
Y’a ma baleine Moby Dick
Qui nage seule dans le bleu de l’antarctique
Dans mon asile psychédélique
Y’a un bug et même plus de déclic
Y’a ma baleine Moby Dick
Qui plonge, plonge dans le bleu de méthylène

La Haut-Haut où hurle le vent
Y’a des barrières qui se brisent
Et des coraux tout blancs qui se déguisent
La Haut-Haut où hurle le vent
Y’a des vagues de mots qui se soulèvent
Et se perdent au loin
Dans l’océan
Au large des côtes de l’Afrique
Y’a des sonars qui sondent la mer
Et des sous-marins nucléaires
Qui déclarent la guerre aux étoiles de mer
Y’a des mers qui se meurent
Dans des tourbillons de plastique
Et ma baleine Moby Dick
Qui nage seule dans le bleu de l’antarctique
La Haut-Haut où hurle le vent
Y’a des barrières qui se brisent
Et des coraux tout blancs qui se déguisent
La Haut-Haut où hurle le vent
Y’a des vagues de mots qui se soulèvent
Et se perdent au loin
Dans l’océan
Dans l’océan



English translation :
IN MY PACIFIC OCEAN
In my pacific ocean
There are bugs and there are clicks
There's my whale Moby Dick
Who's swimming
alone in the blue of Antarctica
In my psychedelic asylum
There's a bug and even more
of the
click
There's my whale Moby Dick
Who dives, dives
in
the
methylene blue
Up
High,
where the wind howls
There are barriers breaking
And white corals that disguise themselves

Up
High,
where the wind howls
There are waves of words rising
up
And getting
lost in the distance
In the ocean
Off the coast of Africa
There are sonars probing the sea
And nuclear submarines
Who declare war on starfish
There are seas that are dying
In plastic whirlpools
And my whale Moby Dick
Who's swimming alone in the blue of Antarctica

Up
High,
where the wind howls
There are barriers breaking
And white corals that disguise themselves
Up
High,
where the wind howls
There are waves of words rising
up
And getting
lost in the distance
In the ocean
In the ocean