Emilie Simon - Come as you are

Tekst :

Come as you are,
as you were,
As I want you to be
As a friend,
as a friend,
as an old enemy
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is yours, don t be late
Take a rest as a friend
as an old memory

Memory, yeah (4x).

Come dowsed in mud,
soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend,
as a friend,
as an old memory

Memory, yeah (4x).

And I swear that I don t have a gun
No I don t have a gun.
No I don t have a gun.

Memory, yeah (4x).

No I don t have a gun.
No I don t have a gun.

Memory, yeah (4x).

Inne utwory

  • Dame de lotus
  • All is white
  • Secret
  • Song of the storm
  • En cendres
  • Opium
  • To the dancers in the rain
  • Femme fatale
  • My old friend
  • Lise
  • Chanson de toile
  • Never fall in love
  • Desert
  • The frozen world
  • Rose hybrid de the
  • In the lake
  • Footprints in the snow
  • Losowe utwory

    La tonya

    (Didn t your Mama tell you how to behave,girl?
    Didn t your Daddy tell you not to wear that little thing?)
    Been told you never get something for nothing
    My stepfather Dickie say I just might get hit
    If I don t give

    The...

    Luz de mi vida

    Cuando you and me
    We were just chiquillos
    We would always run
    Through the tall nopal
    We would often say
    Say to each other
    There could be no fin
    Siempre los dos

    Luz de mi vida
    Eres la voz de mi son
    You are forever
    Light of my corazon

    It was en la manana
    In our rinconcito
    Was the time you played me
    Sang me...

    Primitive

    Primitive feeling
    Primitive way
    Getting closer
    To the primitive day
    Intuition
    Wherever it goes
    The primitive day
    The primitive way

    Primitive feeling
    Primitive way
    Getting closer
    To the primitive day
    Follow the feeling
    Wherever it goes
    The primitive day
    The primitive way
    ...

    The fifth illusion

    Excavate the ancient tomp
    Expansion of my doom
    Converge to the empty coffin
    A kingdom under catacomb
    Furrowed background
    Self - Abnegation
    And a flute to paint the atmosphere
    The fifth illusion
    Self delusion of reality
    The fifth illusion
    Prison...

    Machinery of lies

    Instructions - rule your day
    They influence you in your sleep
    But you won t realize,
    It s hidden far too deep!

    Manipulation of your opinion
    To turn you in a brainwashed ant
    That follows the stream of losers
    You re misused they pretend!

    Step by step
    - it spreads like an incurable disease
    slowly we rot
    - soon we ll...