Текст и перевод песни La Femme - Cool Colorado

Cool Colorado

Cool Colorado, je viens te rejoindre
Je viens m'asseoir sur tes bancs et respirer le vent ici
La vie est calme, les anges me caressent
Et je fume dans les rues sans le stress
Un peu comme à l'ancienne, loin de mes problèmes
Là où l'on vient juste sentir la chaleur
Et sentir la douceur du vеnt, des montagnes
Sweet Colorado, la radio joue un morcеau de cow-boy
Sweet Georgia Brown dans les cheveux
Je fume une cigarette papier maïs
Au coin de la sixième, je viens du Nord pour rejoindre l'Ouest
Je pose mes valises chez Lizzy à Denver City
C'est là que le train me laisse
Pa, pa, papapa, papapa
Pa, pa, papapa, papapapa
Pa, pa, papapa, papapa
Pa, pa, papapa, papapapa
Sweet, sweet Colorado, le band joue un morceau de rock'n'roll
Dehors je sens le vent dans mes oreilles, comme un rêve sans réveil
Oh lointaine Amérique
Au beau milieu de nulle part, aujourd'hui je sens comme un vent de liberté
Et demain je repars vers l'Ouest
Prochain arrêt, la Cité des Anges, Los Angeles
Là où la vie est so cool with cool, cool people in a cool, cool world
Welcome to chill out man, take a drag and look at the sun
It's rad dude, and you don't give a fuck, and just goin' high, so high
Pa, pa, papapa, papapa
Pa, pa, papapa, papapapa
Pa, pa, papapa, papapa
Pa, pa, papapa, papapapa
Pa, pa, pa palala papa
Papapapa papapa palapapa
Pa, pa, pa palala papa
Papapapa papapa palapapa

Cool Colorado

Cool Colorado, my dear, I'm coming to join you
I'm coming to sit on your benches and breathe the wind here
Life is calm, angels caress me
And I smoke in the streets without any stress
A bit like in the old days, far from my problems
Where we just come to feel the warmth
And feel the sweetness of the wind, of the mountains
Sweet Colorado, the radio plays a cowboy song
Sweet Georgia Brown in my hair
I smoke a corn paper cigarette
On the corner of Sixth, I come from the North to join the West
I put my bags down at Lizzy's in Denver City
That's where the train leaves me
Pa, pa, papapa, papapa
Pa, pa, papapa, papapapa
Pa, pa, papapa, papapa
Pa, pa, papapa, papapapa
Sweet, sweet Colorado, the band plays a rock'n'roll song
Outside I feel the wind in my ears, like a dream without waking
Oh, faraway America
In the middle of nowhere, today I feel like a breath of freedom
And tomorrow I'm heading west again
Next stop, the City of Angels, Los Angeles
Where life is so cool with cool, cool people in a cool, cool world
Welcome to chill out, my man, take a drag and look at the sun
It's rad, dude, and you don't give a fuck, and just going' high, so high
Pa, pa, papapa, papapa
Pa, pa, papapa, papapapa
Pa, pa, papapa, papapa
Pa, pa, papapa, papapapa
Pa, pa, pa palala papa
Papapapa papapa palapapa
Pa, pa, pa palala papa
Papapapa papapa palapapa