制作
出演艺人
Isabel Mohr
表演者
Artÿ
表演者
Hugo Garcia
吉他
Christophe Sam
表演者
作曲和作词
Isabel Mohr
作词
Malchiodi
作曲
Prince Lao
作曲
Béesau
作曲
Edouard Monnin
作曲
Yambow
作曲
Christophe Sam
作词
Arthur Hardhouin
作词
Benjamin Farnier
作词
Loraxx
作词
歌词
Last minute on a flight to Paris
Lost my mind for you
I am done trying to claim it back
Just like me,
Last night you claimed we should get married
Am I crazy to think
you really gave it a thought uh?
I tried to resist you,
but you know me to well
If there's a line in between us,
it's getting harder to tell
Where do I go,
if every road leads back to you?
J'ai perdu la direction.
Rappelle-moi où se trouvent tes rêves. Nos battements en distorsion.
Je coupe le contact.
Les lumières s'éteignent.
Les yeux sur la route.
Mise à jour.
J'ai dû reprogrammer mon cœur.
Le portail s'ouvre.
Je me gare dans la cour.
Derrière le rideau, tu m'observes.
J'ai perdu la direction.
Rappelle-moi où se trouvent tes rêves. Nos battements en distorsion.
Je coupe le contact.
Les lumières s'éteignent.
Why does it feel like we met yesterday
This kinda dream that just won't fade away
There's something in the air (there's gotta be)
It's more like magic when you dance with me
We're like
Crashing cars in the retro
I knew your love was a death stroke
Let's hit the road I won't let go
Let go
Let go
When the night calls you appear again
Give me one last dance before oblivion
Your eyes
Weaponised
On the dance floor
I knew your love was a death stroke
Overdrive till we crash home
J'ai perdu la direction.
Rappelle-moi où se trouvent tes rêves. Nos battements en distorsion.
Je coupe le contact.
Les lumières s'éteignent.
Les yeux sur la route.
Mise à jour.
J'ai dû reprogrammer mon cœur.
Le portail s'ouvre.
Je me gare dans la cour.
Derrière le rideau, tu m'observes.
J'ai perdu la direction.
Rappelle-moi où se trouvent tes rêves. Nos battements en distorsion.
Je coupe le contact.
Les lumières s'éteignent.
Why does it feel like we met yesterday
This kinda dream that just won't fade away
There's something in the air (there's gotta be)
It's more like magic when you dance with me
We're like
Crashing cars in the retro
I knew your love was a death stroke
Let's hit the road I won't let go
Let go
Let go
When the night calls you appear again
Give me one last dance before oblivion
Your eyes
Weaponised
On the dance floor
I knew your love was a death stroke
Overdrive till we crash home
Last minute on a flight to Paris
Lost my mind for you
I am done trying to claim it back
Just like me,
Last night you claimed we should get married
Am I crazy to think
you really gave it a thought uh?
I tried to resist you,
but you know me to well
If there's a line in between us,
it's getting harder to tell
Where do I go,
if every road leads back to you?
Written by: Arthur Hardhouin, Benjamin Farnier, Béesau, Christophe Sam, Edouard Monnin, Isabel Mohr, Loraxx, Malchiodi, Prince Lao, Yambow