QUE L’AUBE EST BELLE (WOODKID / MYLÈNE FARMER)

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Que l’aube est belle is a third track from Mylene Farmer 12th album L’Emprise released November 25 2022.

  • Reviews
    “Singing her pains, its heavy secrets but also its hopes on a collection of ballads, knowing a few bursts during the sublime Que l’aube est belle and  Que je devenir… , which should create strong moments on stage during of her 2023 Nevermore Tour .” Pure Charts – 11/25/2022)“However, it quickly lets itself be taken over (from the third track), dropping into a beautiful but fatal dawn.” 
  • “An album dotted with lyrical ballads (one thinks of the masterful  Que l’aube est belle ).” (” Sud Ouest ” – 29/11/2022)
  • “His ample orchestrations also give full place to a voice which, even more serious than before, will still seek high notes that make you shiver, as on Que l’ dawn is beautiful or that I become .” (“La Voix du Nord ” – 02/12/2022)
  • “In his texts, we hear his anxieties (“Times are dark / Much more than strange”), his sleepless nights ( On the other hand ), a story of badly finished love ( Forever ) compensated by the love odes that are Invisibles and Que je devenir .” (” Ouest France ” – 03/12/2022)

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lyrics with translation


L’imaginaire est bien plus terrible
Que le réel, plus que j’imagine
Les temps sont sombres, bien plus qu’étranges
Dialogues intimes avec, avec soit même
Reliure macabre
M’envelopper dans le marbre

Jamais peintre ne révèle
Les détails de tous ces secrets
Et si il me prends soudainement
L’envie d’un océan
Cela ne regarde que moi
Et m’y plonger dedans

Que l’aube est belle
Horizon funèbre
La vie vous glisse entre les doigts
Fait sa loi
Que l’aube est belle

Ne crois pas qu’en taisant tes blessures
La terre froide trouvera nourriture
Et ma mémoire et chambre ferme à double tour la porte
Quand la douleur demande réponse
C’est là que je renonce

Que l’aube est belle
Horizon funèbre
La vie vous glisse entre les doigts
Fait sa loi
Que l’aube est belle

Et la mère, responsable de l’homme
Et la mère, responsable de l’homme

Que l’aube est belle
Horizon funèbre
Que l’aube est belle
Que l’aube est belle
La vie vous glisse entre les doigts
Fait sa loi
Que l’aube est belle

The imaginary is much more terrible
Than the real, more than I imagine
The times are dark, much more than strange
Intimate dialogues with, with oneself
Macabre binding
To wrap me in the marble

Never painter reveals
The details of all these secrets
And if it takes me suddenly
The desire of an ocean
It’s my own business
And plunge into it

That the dawn is beautiful
Funereal horizon
Life slips through your fingers
Makes its law
That the dawn is beautiful

Do not believe that by keeping your wounds silent
The cold earth will find food
And my memory and my room close the door
When pain demands an answer
That’s when I give up

That the dawn is beautiful
Funereal horizon
Life slips through your fingers
Makes its law
That the dawn is beautiful

And the mother, responsible for the man
And the mother, responsible for the man

That the dawn is beautiful
Funeral horizon
How beautiful is the dawn
How beautiful is the dawn

Life slips through your fingers
It’s all about the law
That the dawn is beautiful


INVISIBLES (WOODKID / MYLÈNE FARMER)
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Published by Ella V. Sky

Writer. Poet. Woman. Soul

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