She Belongs To Me
Alain Bashung Lyrics


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She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She can take the dark of night time
And paint the daytime black

You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees
But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole
Down upon your knees

She never stumbles
She's got no place to fall
She never stumbles
She's got no place to fall
She's nobody's child
The law can't touch her at all

She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks
She's an hypnotist collector
You are a walking antique

Bow down to her on Sunday
Salute her when her birthday comes
Bow down to her on Sunday
Salute her when her birthday comes
For Halloween, buy her a trumpet
And for Christmas, give her a drum

She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back




She can take the dark of night time
And paint the daytime black

Overall Meaning

The song "She Belongs to Me" by Alain Bashung is a cover of the Bob Dylan classic. Bashung's version features a unique arrangement that’s a fusion of Americana, blues, and rock. The lyrics are a tribute to a woman with an enigmatic personality that the singer seems almost intrinsically drawn to.


The opening verse, "She's got everything she needs, she’s an artist, she don't look back," is an ode to the confident, self-sufficient personality of the woman in question. She's someone who has everything she needs to succeed, someone who is fiercely independent and doesn't need to look back at anyone else for guidance or assistance.


The line "she can take the dark of night time and paint the daytime black" is a testament to the power of her artistry. She can take the negative situations and turn them into something beautiful, something that can be appreciated, even in the darkest of times. The chorus is a repetition of the opening lines, underscoring the idea that she is all-knowing and everything that she needs for success.


The second verse is about the singer's experience with the woman. He's proud to be with her, but ultimately, she's the one who has the power. He’ll end up "peeking through her keyhole down upon his knees" which suggests he'll be left feeling vulnerable and supplicant. He has given her power, and she’s taken it.


As for the last verse, "she wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before she speaks, she's an hypnotist collector, you are a walking antique," the woman is portrayed as almost a mystic character. The singer is in awe of her, and the ring is the source of her power. She collects and controls people, and the singer is just another antique she's managed to add to her collection. The last two lines of the song repeat the first verse, bringing the song full circle and ultimately implying that the woman in question doesn't need anyone, and is successful in her own right.


Line by Line Meaning

She's got everything she needs
She is content with who she is and what she has


She's an artist, she don't look back
She is focused on her art and doesn't pay attention to her past mistakes


She can take the dark of night time And paint the daytime black
She can create beauty out of the most difficult and challenging situations


You will start out standing Proud to steal her anything she sees
You will be infatuated with her and try to impress her by buying her anything she desires


But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole Down upon your knees
Eventually, you will be reduced to spying on her and begging for her attention


She never stumbles She's got no place to fall
She is in control of her life and does not make mistakes


She's nobody's child The law can't touch her at all
She is independent and free from any constraints or obligations


She wears an Egyptian ring That sparkles before she speaks
She has a mysterious and captivating aura that draws attention to her


She's an hypnotist collector You are a walking antique
She has the power to mesmerize and manipulate those around her, while you are outdated and obsolete


Bow down to her on Sunday Salute her when her birthday comes
She deserves respect and admiration for her talent and creativity, even on ordinary days


For Halloween, buy her a trumpet And for Christmas, give her a drum
She loves music and art, so giving her instruments as gifts would make her happy




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Bob Dylan

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Alain B.


on La fille de la maison des dunes

Elle verra la vie qu’il me faut
Dans du marc de thé chaud
Car elle sait tous les secrets du tarot
Je me noie dans ses cheveux noirs
(je) Suis enfin au pouvoir

Car elle m’apprend à aimer et à voir
Elle m’apprend à aimer et à voir

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La fille des brumes
La fille de la maison des dunes
La fille des brumes

Je me vois comme un bout d’étoile
Dans sa boule de cristal
Et je ne vois pas bien ou est le mal
Où est le mal
D’accord elle est un peu sorcière
La fille aux mains de pierre

Mais elle m’apprend à aimer et à voir
Elle m’apprend à aimer et à voir

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La fille des brumes
La fille de la maison des dunes
La fille des brumes

Plus je me la mets dans la tête
Plus j’deviens une sorte de mouette
Plus je vole dans son monde de flou
Plus je m’éloigne de vous
Je me brûle à son soleil noir
Terriens, bonsoir…

Oui elle m’apprend à aimer et à voir
Elle m’apprend à aimer et à voir

La fille de la maison des dunes
La fille des brumes
La fille de la maison des dunes
La fille des brumes