Terminus
Ariane Moffatt Lyrics


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J'ai fait passer la musique avant moi
Et toi, avant la musique
Maintenant, je regarde passer le temps
Les doigts tachés par le fric

Clouée sur piédestal
Je laisse ma peau pour pas cher
Le sourire de la chance m'indiffère
Oui, le succès peut être amer

Je me réveille au terminus
Sans caresses, sans chorus
Je me réveille au terminus
Perdue dans le premier autobus

J'ai fait passer la musique avant moi
Et toi, avant la musique
Pour l'idylle idéale
J'ai porté le masque du héros fatal

Je me réveille au terminus
Sans caresses, sans chorus




Je me réveille au terminus
Perdue dans le premier autobus

Overall Meaning

In Ariane Moffatt's song Terminus, the lyrics paint a picture of the difficulties and sacrifices that come with prioritizing music before anything else in life. The lines "J'ai fait passer la musique avant moi et toi, avant la musique" (I put music before myself and you, before music) describe the choice that the singer made to put their passion for music above personal relationships. The following lines "Les doigts tachés par le fric" (Fingers stained by money) indicate the tradeoffs they have made to pursue a career in music.


The second verse continues this theme of sacrifice with the lines "Clouée sur piédestal, je laisse ma peau pour pas cher" (Nailed to a pedestal, I give away my skin for cheap). The singer feels trapped in their success and has lost their sense of identity in the pursuit of it. They are also realistic about the consequences of success, acknowledging that "le succès peut être amer" (success can be bitter).


The chorus "Je me réveille au terminus, sans caresses, sans chorus" (I wake up at the terminus, without caresses, without chorus) portrays the loneliness and emptiness that comes with the singer's choice to prioritize music over everything else. The final line "Perdue dans le premier autobus" (Lost on the first bus) suggests that the singer is adrift and directionless.


Overall, Terminus is a poignant reflection on the costs of success and the difficulty of pursuing one's passion at the expense of personal connections and identity.


Line by Line Meaning

J'ai fait passer la musique avant moi
I prioritized music over my own needs


Et toi, avant la musique
And you, over music


Maintenant, je regarde passer le temps
Now, I watch time pass by


Les doigts tachés par le fric
My hands stained by money


Clouée sur piédestal
Imprisoned on a pedestal


Je laisse ma peau pour pas cher
I'm giving away my soul cheaply


Le sourire de la chance m'indiffère
The smile of luck means nothing to me


Oui, le succès peut être amer
Yes, success can be bitter


Je me réveille au terminus
I wake up at the terminus


Sans caresses, sans chorus
Without affection, without song


Je me réveille au terminus
I wake up at the terminus


Perdue dans le premier autobus
Lost in the first bus


Pour l'idylle idéale
For the ideal idyll


J'ai porté le masque du héros fatal
I wore the mask of the tragic hero


Je me réveille au terminus
I wake up at the terminus


Sans caresses, sans chorus
Without affection, without song


Je me réveille au terminus
I wake up at the terminus


Perdue dans le premier autobus
Lost in the first bus




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