Chanson du jour: Flight of the Conchords - I'm not crying
J’ai découvert cette chanson sur Youtube grâce à Lolu, je lui en remercie !La chanson du jour est donc « I’m not crying » de Flight Of The Conchords. FOC est un duo de musicien/humoriste néo-zélandais. Ils ont fait des albums, une série radio puis télévisée pourtant le nom de ce projet. I’m not crying clôt d’ailleurs le premier épisode de cette série.
Cette chanson dévoile la fierté masculine à ne jamais pleurer après une rupture. Ils pleurent, c’est un fait. Mais ca ne leur empêchent pas de passer de mensonges en mensonges : la pluie sur le visage, coupage d’oignons, l’ami mourant, larmes de joie, la poussière dans l’œil, l’inflammation des glandes lacrymales.
Une chansonnette mixant humour, tristesse et pitié. On se sent donc tiraillé entre ces diffèrentes sensations. Des voix pas forcement joli mais attendrissante. Tout simplement, j’adore !! Surtout le coup « Je fais une lasagne pour une personne ». Ca me tue à chaque fois, MWUHAHAHAHA ! Voici le clip sous-titré pour vous les non-anglophones ainsi que les paroles originales ! Enjoy !
So, you’re leaving, aren’t you?
I knew it when you said just then when you told me you were leaving
That’s when I definitely knew
But if you’re trying to break my heart
Your plan is flawed from the start
You can’t break my heart, it’s liquid
It melted when I met you And as you
turn around to leave
Don’t’ turn back to me
Don’t turn around and see if I’m crying
I’m not crying I’m not crying
It’s just been raining on my face
And if you think you see some tear tracks down my cheeks
Please. Pleasee, don’t tell my mates
I’m not crying
No, I’m not crying
And if I am crying
It’s not because of you
It’s because I’m thinking about a friend of mine
who you don’t know who is dying
That’s right, dying
These aren’t tears of sadness because you’re leaving me
I’ve just been cutting onions
I’m making a lasagna
For one
Oh, I’m not crying
No
There’s just a little bit of dust in my eye
That’s from the path that you made
when you said your goodbye
I’m not weeping because you won’t be here to hold my hand
For your information there’s an inflammation in my tear gland
I’m not upset because you left me this way
My eyes are just a little sweaty today
They’ve been looking around
They’re like searching for you
They’ve been looking for you
Even though I told them not to
These aren’t tears of sadness
They’re tears of joy I’m just laughing
Ha ha ha-ha ha
I'm sitting at this table called love
Staring down at the irony of life
How come we’ve reached this fork in the road
And yet it cuts like a knife?
I’m not crying
I’m not crying
I’m not cry-y-y-y- -y-y-y-y-ing
I knew it when you said just then when you told me you were leaving
That’s when I definitely knew
But if you’re trying to break my heart
Your plan is flawed from the start
You can’t break my heart, it’s liquid
It melted when I met you And as you
turn around to leave
Don’t’ turn back to me
Don’t turn around and see if I’m crying
I’m not crying I’m not crying
It’s just been raining on my face
And if you think you see some tear tracks down my cheeks
Please. Pleasee, don’t tell my mates
I’m not crying
No, I’m not crying
And if I am crying
It’s not because of you
It’s because I’m thinking about a friend of mine
who you don’t know who is dying
That’s right, dying
These aren’t tears of sadness because you’re leaving me
I’ve just been cutting onions
I’m making a lasagna
For one
Oh, I’m not crying
No
There’s just a little bit of dust in my eye
That’s from the path that you made
when you said your goodbye
I’m not weeping because you won’t be here to hold my hand
For your information there’s an inflammation in my tear gland
I’m not upset because you left me this way
My eyes are just a little sweaty today
They’ve been looking around
They’re like searching for you
They’ve been looking for you
Even though I told them not to
These aren’t tears of sadness
They’re tears of joy I’m just laughing
Ha ha ha-ha ha
I'm sitting at this table called love
Staring down at the irony of life
How come we’ve reached this fork in the road
And yet it cuts like a knife?
I’m not crying
I’m not crying
I’m not cry-y-y-y- -y-y-y-y-ing