Bo Derek
Arthur H Lyrics


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Elle est sortie de l'eau
Et le soleil
Tatoue sa peau
C'est beau
Comme Bo Derek

Le sable est trop chaud
Aldo la porte
Jusqu'à la moto
C'est beau
Comme Bo Derek

À la villa
Les vins sont prêts
Et les Anglais
Sont déjà là

La vie à la villa
Est douce et bonne
Mais monotone
C'est beau
Comme Bo Derek

Aldo n'en peut plus
Il monte sa moto
Part vers l'inconnu
C'est beau
Comme Bo Derek

À la villa
Voilà la nuit
Et les Anglais
Sont déjà gris

Elle est sortie de l'eau
Et le soleil
Tatoue sa peau




C'est beau
Comme Bo Derek

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Arthur H's song Bo Derek paint a picture of a beautiful beach setting where a woman – presumably the titular character Bo Derek – emerges from the water and is "tattooed" by the sun. The singer comments on how beautiful this scene is and compares it to the famous beauty of Bo Derek. The lyrics then shift to Aldo, who is unable to tolerate the hot sand and resorts to leaving on his motorcycle towards the unknown. Later in the song, we are told of a villa party where the wines are ready and the English are already there. However, despite the comfortable and enjoyable setting, the singer observes that it is also monotonous. As Aldo departs, the night falls and the English become intoxicated, the woman from the beginning of the song reappears from the sea once more, keeping the beauty of Bo Derek omnipresent.


Line by Line Meaning

Elle est sortie de l'eau
A woman emerges from the water


Et le soleil
The sun shines down upon her


Tatoue sa peau
Tattooing her skin with light and shadow


C'est beau
It's beautiful


Comme Bo Derek
Like Bo Derek, a famous actress known for her beauty


Le sable est trop chaud
The sand is too hot


Aldo la porte
Aldo carries her


Jusqu'à la moto
To the motorcycle


À la villa
At the villa


Les vins sont prêts
The wines are ready


Et les Anglais
And the English


Sont déjà là
Are already there


La vie à la villa
Life at the villa


Est douce et bonne
Is sweet and good


Mais monotone
But monotonous


Aldo n'en peut plus
Aldo can't take it anymore


Il monte sa moto
He gets on his motorcycle


Part vers l'inconnu
He heads off into the unknown


Voilà la nuit
Here comes the night


Et les Anglais
And the English


Sont déjà gris
Are already drunk




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Comments from YouTube:

nathalie colin

Oh Arthur ! C'est beau... comme Bo Derek ! love you AH

Claudie Lang

quels talents....merci

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