Grand Central Alizee Translation
12 February 2011 by Rosel
Grand Central
Alizée
That's it
Chucks [1] laced up
Hair tied up
We have arrived
Inside
Oh it's so lovely
Among the echoes
Under the dome
Outside, it's so
Blue, so
Noisy, as usual
We're so small
(I'm hungry,my god, I'm hungry)
Grand Central
Grand Central
The whole world gets off
Two arrows
Gloomy warning lights
Topcoat crossed
Shoulders squared
He's a veteran
The police
Their Adam's apples
It's autumn
The steel towers
42nd street
1000th avenue
Salvation army
Where's the horizon?
It's science fiction
Grand Central
Grand Central
Nobody's waiting
She waited for a limousine beneath Tiffany's awning
You would think she's president's daughter, a real bitch
A Lucky [2] sizzles under her wide-brimmed hat
She asks me who I know from the East Side [3]
Between her blue and yellow of her eyes, the sun chose
Edie, Edie, girl of straw [4], Edie from the Factory
Edie was the pretty sort of girl
Grand Central
Grand Central
Everyone gets off
Grand Central
Grand Central
Nobody's waiting
[1]Converse All-Stars
[2]Lucky Strike...the cigarette
[3]Upper East is where affluence is found in the Big Apple
[4]Girl of straw, not really sure. Brigitte Bardot has a song titled "Fille de Paille," which seem sto be about a woman who can't be tied down because as soon as her lover asks her to marry him, she'll burst into fire. Hmmm...
Alizée
That's it
Chucks [1] laced up
Hair tied up
We have arrived
Inside
Oh it's so lovely
Among the echoes
Under the dome
Outside, it's so
Blue, so
Noisy, as usual
We're so small
(I'm hungry,my god, I'm hungry)
Grand Central
Grand Central
The whole world gets off
Two arrows
Gloomy warning lights
Topcoat crossed
Shoulders squared
He's a veteran
The police
Their Adam's apples
It's autumn
The steel towers
42nd street
1000th avenue
Salvation army
Where's the horizon?
It's science fiction
Grand Central
Grand Central
Nobody's waiting
She waited for a limousine beneath Tiffany's awning
You would think she's president's daughter, a real bitch
A Lucky [2] sizzles under her wide-brimmed hat
She asks me who I know from the East Side [3]
Between her blue and yellow of her eyes, the sun chose
Edie, Edie, girl of straw [4], Edie from the Factory
Edie was the pretty sort of girl
Grand Central
Grand Central
Everyone gets off
Grand Central
Grand Central
Nobody's waiting
[1]Converse All-Stars
[2]Lucky Strike...the cigarette
[3]Upper East is where affluence is found in the Big Apple
[4]Girl of straw, not really sure. Brigitte Bardot has a song titled "Fille de Paille," which seem sto be about a woman who can't be tied down because as soon as her lover asks her to marry him, she'll burst into fire. Hmmm...
