Manic Street Preachers - La Tritesse Durera текст песни

Lyrics by richey james and nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore

Life has been unfaithful

And it all promised so so much

I am a relic

I am just a petrified cry

Wheeled out once a year, a cenotaph souvenir

The applause nails down my silence

La tristesse durera

Scream to a sigh, to a sigh

I see liberals

I am just a fashion accessory

People send postcards

And they all hope Im feeling well

I retreat into self-pity, its so easy

Where they patronise my misery

La tristesse durera

Scream to a sigh, to a sigh

I sold my medal

It paid a bill

It sells at market stalls

Parades milan catwalks

The sadness will never go

Will never go away

Baby its here to stay

La tristesse durera

Scream to a sigh, to a sigh