More songs by Frànçois & The Atlas Mountains
Description
Aandr: Alexandre Cazac
Arranger: Emile Papandréou
Artist Management: Fortune MGMT
Chant Vocals: Frànçois & The Atlas Mountains
Chant Vocals: Laura Sanchez
Guitar: Frànçois & The Atlas Mountains
Lead Vocals: Frànçois & The Atlas Mountains
Mastering Engineer: Lorenzo Targhetta
Mixing Engineer: Lorenzo Targhetta
Producer: Frànçois & The Atlas Mountains
Producer: Emile Papandréou
Synthesizer: Frànçois & The Atlas Mountains
Synthesizer: Emile Papandréou
Composer: Frànçois & The Atlas Mountains
Lyrics and translation
Original
Elle bossait dans le bar d'une galerie.
Les clients lui parlaient, mais ne l'approchaient pas. Elle disait : « Ce job, c'est temporary ».
Une danse cachée derrière chacun de ses pas. Elle passait la semaine en zombie.
Le week-end, ses collègues se la collaient quand même.
Sans chimie du lundi au jeudi.
Un mec qui note la liste le vendredi, elle va briller dans la nuit, briller dans la nuit, briller dans la nuit, briller dans la nuit.
Son coloc devenait d'Italie.
Designer sur le web, mais ça ne suffisait pas. Sa thé devenu sa meilleure amie.
S'échanger des fringues achetées à humana.
L'existence glisse de salaire en samedi.
Briller l'essence au club, glissant coup d'éclat, elle va briller dans la nuit, briller dans la nuit, briller dans la nuit, briller dans la nuit, briller dans la nuit, briller dans la nuit, briller dans la nuit, briller dans la nuit.
Va faire un tour dans l'arrière-cour.
Cueillir du love dans des alcôves.
Enfants perdus, corps de statues.
Tout en sueur, en débardeur.
Passe au vestiaire, ils viennent se faire briller dans la nuit.
Forget about Peter Pan, he's not coming back.
Well, you're already flying around, flying around.
Briller dans la nuit, briller dans la nuit, briller dans la nuit, briller dans la nuit
English translation
She worked in a gallery bar.
Customers spoke to him, but did not approach him. She said: “This job is temporary”.
A dance hidden behind each of his steps. She spent the week as a zombie.
On weekends, his colleagues still stuck it out.
Without chemistry from Monday to Thursday.
A guy who writes down the list on Friday, it's going to shine in the night, shine in the night, shine in the night, shine in the night.
His roommate was coming from Italy.
Designer on the web, but that wasn't enough. Her tea became her best friend.
Exchanging clothes bought at humana.
Existence slips salary on Saturday.
Shine gasoline at the club, slippery glow shot, she'll shine in the night, shine in the night, shine in the night, shine in the night, shine in the night, shine in the night, shine in the night, shine in the night.
Go for a walk in the backyard.
Collect love in alcoves.
Lost children, bodies of statues.
All sweaty, in a tank top.
Go to the locker room, they come to shine in the night.
Forget about Peter Pan, he's not coming back.
Well, you're already flying around, flying around.
Shine in the night, shine in the night, shine in the night, shine in the night