Oh ! My Lady.
Oh ! My lady.
Oh ! Comme tu es belle ce soir.
Tu brilles comme mille miroirs.
Oh ! My lady, tu es magnifique en noir.
Oh ! My lady, ma reine du jour
Enveloppée de velours
Je dessine tes contours
De mon doigt sur un miroir
Toi le phare de mes soirs
Je prends du recul, je te regarde.
Tu attires tous les regards.
Oh ! My lady, tu es magnifique en noir.
De toi, je m’approche,
respire ta chevelure ocre.
Oh ! My lady, que tu es magnifique en noir.
Dans la foule nous sommes seuls.
Je m’échoue sur tes écueils.
Oh ! My lady, tu es magnifique en noir.
Tu es la fée de mes espoirs.
Ensemble nous sommes lumières.
Opposés aux ténèbres
Antidote du désespoir.
Oh ! My lady, tu es mon désir d’un soir.
Loïc ROUSSELOT
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My Lady in Black
Oh ! How beautiful You are this night.
Shining like a thousand mirrors.
Oh ! My lady,
Oh ! My lady,
You are magnificent in black.
Oh ! My lady, my queen of the day,
Wrapped in velvet,
I trace your silhouette
With my finger on a mirror
You, the lighthouse of my nights.
I step back,
I look at you,
You draw every eye.
Oh ! My lady,
Oh ! My lady,
You are magnificent in black.
Oh ! My lady, my queen of the day,
Wrapped in velvet,
I trace your silhouette
With my finger on a mirror.
You, the lighthouse of my nights.
I draw closer to you,
Breathe in your hair of ochre.
Oh ! My lady,
Oh ! My lady,
How magnificent you are in black.
Yes !
Oh ! My lady, my queen of the day,
Wrapped in velvet,
I trace your silhouette
With my finger on a mirror.
You, the lighthouse of my nights.
In the crowd, we are alone.
I run aground upon your reefs.
Oh ! My lady,
Oh ! My lady,
You are magnificent in black.
Oh ! My lady, my queen of the day,
Wrapped in velvet,
I trace your silhouette
With my finger on a mirror.
You, the lighthouse of my nights.
You are the fairy of my hopes.
Together we are lights.
Opposed to the shadows,
The antidote to despair.
Oh ! My lady, my queen of the day,
Wrapped in velvet,
I trace your silhouette
With my finger on a mirror.
You, the lighthouse of my nights.
Oh ! My lady,
Oh ! My lady,
How magnificent you are in black.
Oh ! My lady !
My fleeting desire of a night.
Oh ! Comme tu es belle ce soir.
Tu brilles comme mille miroirs.
Oh ! My lady, tu es magnifique en noir.
Oh ! My lady, ma reine du jour
Enveloppée de velours
Je dessine tes contours
De mon doigt sur un miroir
Toi le phare de mes soirs
Je prends du recul, je te regarde.
Tu attires tous les regards.
Oh ! My lady, tu es magnifique en noir.
De toi, je m’approche,
respire ta chevelure ocre.
Oh ! My lady, que tu es magnifique en noir.
Dans la foule nous sommes seuls.
Je m’échoue sur tes écueils.
Oh ! My lady, tu es magnifique en noir.
Tu es la fée de mes espoirs.
Ensemble nous sommes lumières.
Opposés aux ténèbres
Antidote du désespoir.
Oh ! My lady, tu es mon désir d’un soir.
Loïc ROUSSELOT
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My Lady in Black
Oh ! How beautiful You are this night.
Shining like a thousand mirrors.
Oh ! My lady,
Oh ! My lady,
You are magnificent in black.
Oh ! My lady, my queen of the day,
Wrapped in velvet,
I trace your silhouette
With my finger on a mirror
You, the lighthouse of my nights.
I step back,
I look at you,
You draw every eye.
Oh ! My lady,
Oh ! My lady,
You are magnificent in black.
Oh ! My lady, my queen of the day,
Wrapped in velvet,
I trace your silhouette
With my finger on a mirror.
You, the lighthouse of my nights.
I draw closer to you,
Breathe in your hair of ochre.
Oh ! My lady,
Oh ! My lady,
How magnificent you are in black.
Yes !
Oh ! My lady, my queen of the day,
Wrapped in velvet,
I trace your silhouette
With my finger on a mirror.
You, the lighthouse of my nights.
In the crowd, we are alone.
I run aground upon your reefs.
Oh ! My lady,
Oh ! My lady,
You are magnificent in black.
Oh ! My lady, my queen of the day,
Wrapped in velvet,
I trace your silhouette
With my finger on a mirror.
You, the lighthouse of my nights.
You are the fairy of my hopes.
Together we are lights.
Opposed to the shadows,
The antidote to despair.
Oh ! My lady, my queen of the day,
Wrapped in velvet,
I trace your silhouette
With my finger on a mirror.
You, the lighthouse of my nights.
Oh ! My lady,
Oh ! My lady,
How magnificent you are in black.
Oh ! My lady !
My fleeting desire of a night.