More songs by Amir
Description
Vocals: Amir Haddad
Backing Vocals: Amir Haddad
Masterer: Eric Chevet
Mixer: Jérémie Tuil
Producer, Recorded By: Stav Beger
Programming: Stav Beger
Composer, Writer: Amir Haddad
Composer, Writer: Nazim Khaled
Composer: Stav Beger
Lyrics and translation
Original
Tu sais même pas comme tu es belle. Je suis timide, mais je peux danser.
Dans mes pupilles, tu étincelles. Supernova qui habite mes pensées.
Ça paraît fou, mais j'sais déjà que toi et moi, on est faits pour s'aimer.
Je t'en prie, ne disparais pas ou j'passerai ma vie à saigner.
Enfin, tu me regardes, on peut enfin se rapprocher, se rapprocher.
Avec toi, j'me sens seul au monde. Y a plus mes amis à côté.
On voulait juste faire la fête. Courez, courez. On voulait juste faire la fête.
Courez, courez. Je crois qu'on s'en bat ça plus tard. Courez, courez.
Il n'est plus l'heure de faire la fête. Courez, courez.
Pour s'embrasser, il est trop tard. Hier, j'ai fait deux heures de route, mais y a des soirs à ne pas rater.
Et puisque le ciel nous écoute, il entendra nos voix pétardées.
Y a ce garçon à côté de moi. Pour une fois, y a quelqu'un qui me plaît.
Je veux disparaître avec toi. J'veux passer mille nuits à t'aimer.
Enfin, tu me regardes de tes yeux qui m'a transpercé, m'a transpercé.
Il fait jour, mais tout devient sombre et quelque chose vient de tomber.
On voulait juste faire la fête. Courez, courez. On voulait juste faire la fête.
Courez, courez. Je crois qu'on s'en bat ça plus tard. Courez, courez.
Il n'est plus l'heure de faire la fête. Courez, courez.
Pour s'embrasser, il est trop tard. Pour s'embrasser, il est trop tard.
Music must always be our safe space, space, space.
When that's violated, it strikes at the very core of who we are, we are, we are, we are. Space, space.
Our safe space of who we are, of who we are.
Pour s'embrasser, il est trop tard.
English translation
You don't even know how beautiful you are. I'm shy, but I can dance.
In my pupils, you sparkle. Supernova that inhabits my thoughts.
It sounds crazy, but I already know that you and I were made to love each other.
Please don't disappear or I'll spend my life bleeding.
Finally, you look at me, we can finally get closer, get closer.
With you, I feel alone in the world. There are no more of my friends nearby.
We just wanted to party. Run, run. We just wanted to party.
Run, run. I think we'll fight about that later. Run, run.
It's no longer time to party. Run, run.
It's too late to kiss. Yesterday, I drove two hours, but there are evenings not to be missed.
And since heaven listens to us, it will hear our crackling voices.
There's this boy next to me. For once, there's someone I like.
I want to disappear with you. I want to spend a thousand nights loving you.
Finally, you look at me with your eyes which pierced me, pierced me.
It's daytime, but everything is getting dark and something has just fallen.
We just wanted to party. Run, run. We just wanted to party.
Run, run. I think we'll fight about that later. Run, run.
It's no longer time to party. Run, run.
It's too late to kiss. It's too late to kiss.
Music must always be our safe space, space, space.
When that's violated, it strikes at the very core of who we are, we are, we are, we are. Space, space.
Our safe space of who we are, of who we are.
It's too late to kiss.