Angèle Tempête Lyrics English Translation
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She opens her eyes, looks down
Fearful, she looks down
She promises him that it was the last
And she picks up her things
For such a human desire to have wanted to be free
And it wasn't the first, the first crisis
If you never raise your hand to them, you will be a very good father.
Loving by shaking hands
Better and better
Of course it will get better and better
One day it will be happy
But in the meantime she must suffer the fire
Another storm, another alert
The storm watches her and falls on her
Another storm, another alert
Her rage is watching her
Bruises are nothing, it's just a beautiful color
Sweeter than her eyes
When he gets mad, it just keeps going
As she tells him, 'We don't love each other like we used to'
He continues in his denial, he says they're moving on
I was mad to love you so much, mad to love a madman so much
Fear awaits her when he shouts too loudly, when he throws himself around her neck
Better and better
When she won't have to run after them anymore
One day it will be happy
But in the meantime, no one sees his game
Another storm, another alert
The storm watches her and falls on her
Another storm, another alert
Her rage is watching her
Another storm, another alert
The storm watches her and falls on her
Another storm, another alert
Her rage is watching her
The last time is many times
The last time, it's been several times
The last time is many times
The last time, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Another storm, another alert
The storm watches her and falls on her
Another storm, another alert
Her rage is watching her
She is invisible, he remains unpunished
But that's almost over
Ready to go to end the war
He will have his arms proud
For such a human desire to have wanted to be free
Always at them they take it out
The danger remains and breaks them
Hoping there'll be no next ones
It's always hope
That we don't have to sing a requiem
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