More songs by Franglish
Description
Producer: Franglish
Producer: STILL NAS
Producer: MIKE BGRZ
: Franglish
: STILL NAS
: MIKE BGRZ
Composer: Franglish
Composer: STILL NAS
Composer: MIKE BGRZ
Lyricist: Franglish
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yeah, let's go. Mmmh mmmh mmmh. Yeah yeah yeah.
Oh oh oh ooooh. Mmmh.
Yeah, yeah. On se rapproche le lundi, dans mes bras mardi.
Tu m'aimeras le mercredi, jeudi, vendredi. Tu me détesteras samedi, on oublie tout dimanche.
Fais la paix dimanche, après, on recommence.
T'as du caractère, mais je suis celui qui pourra te maîtriser. Moi, je te remets à ta place. Ouais, je le fais sans hésiter.
Si je te manque, fais-le savoir, mets ta fierté de côté.
T'en fais pas pour moi, j'ai le bras long et le dos large. Je suis dans ta vie, bébé.
Je reviendrai vers toi avec ton sourire, bébé. Après l'embrouille, tu me diras : Sorry bébé.
Je sais que tu le pensais même pas. Je connais ça, c'est tout toi, bébé.
Aujourd'hui, tu me dis : Moi, j'en ai marre, je veux que tu partes, eh.
Demain, tu me diras : Où t'es partie, babe, reviens-moi, eh.
Je sais pas si c'est la tête ou bien le cœur qui me parle, eh. Moi, je veux savoir, eh, yes.
On se rapproche le lundi, dans mes bras mardi. Tu m'aimeras le mercredi, jeudi, vendredi.
Tu me détesteras samedi, on oublie tout dimanche.
Fais la paix dimanche, après, on recommence. On se rapproche le lundi, dans mes bras mardi.
Tu m'aimeras le mercredi, jeudi, vendredi.
Tu me détesteras samedi, on oublie tout dimanche. Fais la paix dimanche, après, on recommence.
Comme d'habitude, tu me diras tout ce qui te passe par la tête.
Quelques minutes plus tard, bébé, t'auras des regrets. Tu m'aimes tellement fort que tu cries que tu me détestes.
Ouais, l'amour nous rend bêtes. Ouais, l'amour nous rend bêtes.
Si je fais mes affaires, je sais que tu viendras les déplier.
Tu me raccroches au nez, mais tu souris quand je te rappelle. Tu me tournes le dos, mais tu veux que je vienne t'enlacer.
Bébé, je te plaise, mais tu veux te faire désirer.
Aujourd'hui, tu me dis : Moi, j'en ai marre, je veux que tu partes, eh.
Demain, tu me diras : Où t'es partie, babe, reviens-moi, eh. Je sais pas si c'est la tête ou bien le cœur qui me parle, eh.
Moi, je veux savoir, eh, yes. On se rapproche le lundi, dans mes bras mardi.
Tu m'aimeras le mercredi, jeudi, vendredi.
Tu me détesteras samedi, on oublie tout dimanche. Fais la paix dimanche, après, on recommence.
On se rapproche le lundi, dans mes bras mardi. Tu m'aimeras le mercredi, jeudi, vendredi.
Tu me détesteras samedi, on oublie tout dimanche.
Fais la paix dimanche, après, on recommence.
Ouh ouh ouh. On se rapproche lundi. Ouh mardi.
Ouh ouh ouh ouh ouh.
Jeudi, vendredi, samedi et le dimanche.
Mmmh.
Let's go.
English translation
Yeah, let's go. Mmmh mmmh mmmh. Yeah yeah yeah.
Oh oh oh ooooh. Mmmh.
Yeah yeah. We get closer on Monday, in my arms on Tuesday.
You will love me on Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. You will hate me on Saturday, we forget everything on Sunday.
Make peace on Sunday, then let's start again.
You have character, but I am the one who can control you. I'm putting you in your place. Yeah, I do it without hesitation.
If you miss me, let me know, put your pride aside.
Don't worry about me, I have long arms and a broad back. I'm in your life, baby.
I'll come back to you with your smile, baby. After the mess, you'll tell me: Sorry baby.
I know you didn't even mean it. I know this, it's all you, baby.
Today, you tell me: I'm fed up, I want you to leave, eh.
Tomorrow you'll tell me: Where did you go, babe, come back to me, eh.
I don't know if it's my head or my heart that speaks to me, eh. I want to know, eh, yes.
We get closer on Monday, in my arms on Tuesday. You will love me on Wednesday, Thursday, Friday.
You will hate me on Saturday, we forget everything on Sunday.
Make peace on Sunday, then let's start again. We get closer on Monday, in my arms on Tuesday.
You will love me on Wednesday, Thursday, Friday.
You will hate me on Saturday, we forget everything on Sunday. Make peace on Sunday, then let's start again.
As usual, you'll tell me everything that comes to mind.
A few minutes later, baby, you'll have regrets. You love me so much that you scream that you hate me.
Yeah, love makes us stupid. Yeah, love makes us stupid.
If I pack my things, I know you will come and unfold them.
You hang up on me, but you smile when I call you back. You turn your back on me, but you want me to come and hug you.
Baby, you like me, but you want to be desired.
Today, you tell me: I'm fed up, I want you to leave, eh.
Tomorrow you'll tell me: Where did you go, babe, come back to me, eh. I don't know if it's my head or my heart that speaks to me, eh.
I want to know, eh, yes. We get closer on Monday, in my arms on Tuesday.
You will love me on Wednesday, Thursday, Friday.
You will hate me on Saturday, we forget everything on Sunday. Make peace on Sunday, then let's start again.
We get closer on Monday, in my arms on Tuesday. You will love me on Wednesday, Thursday, Friday.
You will hate me on Saturday, we forget everything on Sunday.
Make peace on Sunday, then let's start again.
Oooh ooh ooh. We're getting closer on Monday. Ooh Tuesday.
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh.
Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday.
Mmmh.
Let's go.