Les Jours tristes (Instrumental)

歌词

• Les jours tristes (Instrumental) - Yann Tiersen
• It's hard, hard not to sit on your hands
• And bury your head in the sand
• Hard not to make other plans
• And claim that you've done all you can all along
• And life must go on
• It's hard, hard to stand up for what's right
• And bring home the bacon each night
• Hard not to break down and cry
• When every idea that you've tried has been wrong
• But you carry on
• It's hard but you know it's worth the fight
• 'Cause you know you've got the truth on your side
• When the accusations fly, hold tight
• Don't be afraid of what they'll say
• Who cares what cowards think, anyway
• They will understand one day, one day
• It's hard, hard when you're here all alone
• And everyone else has gone home
• Harder to know right from wrong
• When all objectivity's gone
• And it's gone
• But you still carry on
• 'Cause you, you are the only one left
• And you've got to clean up this mess
• You know you'll up like the rest
• Bitter and twisted, unless
• You stay strong and you carry on
• It's hard but you know it's worth the fight
• 'Cause you know you've got the truth on your side
• When the accusations fly, hold tight
• Don't be afraid of what they'll say
• Who cares what cowards think, anyway
• They will understand one day, one day

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