Le Marais
I once lived in a fashionable neighborhood,
Poverty exists on almost every corner.
Avoid, deny, not see
Those who sleep beside us, on the sidewalk.
Holding a phone in hand,
Maybe they lack nothing?
Quechua tent and mattress,
Aren’t they living in a dead-end?
Oh, Le Marais
A palace of copper
Shadows of time, a smoke screen
My eyes close, it is gone.
Holding a handbag close to the body
I am not responsible for saving the madness
They are the street tenants... their voices call out.
Oh, Le Marais
A palace of copper
Shadows of time, a smoke screen
My eyes close, it is gone.
Oh, Le Marais
A strange palace of copper
The shadows of time and their gaze
My eyes are closed, I am not there.
A cigarette is what I offer
Sometimes a euro, an old dress
Ignoring, suspicious despite everything,
Their story is similar, a cent to eat
The habit settles in, little by little,
Like a novice tourist, a relaxed blind person
Turning away, denying the street,
Misery stays away, soon I’ll be gone.
Oh, Le Marais …


FAIRUZ - YAEL MILLER
Format : VINYLE 33T
Genre : Indie Pop
Label : COMPAGNIE TVI TVI
Date de sortie : 07/03/2025
Artiste : YAEL MILLER