L'histoire d'une fée c'est...
Mylène Farmer Lyrics


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Trois p'tits tours et silence
C'est ça qui m'affecte
Quand on m'aime je danse
Quand on veut j'apparais
Trois p'tits tours et silence
J'suis pas en latex
Quand on m'oublie, le sens
De ma vie disparaît

Faire un veu ou bien deux et puis fermer les yeux
(Je suis là)
Pour celui et pour ceux qui n'ont pas froid aux yeux
(Qui croient en moi)
Faire un souhait pour de vrai et puis croire au mystère
(Tout est là)
C'est un style, c'est facile quand on est Mélusine
Oh, Vite dépêche-toi

Avant que tout s'éveille
Attrapez-moi
Mais pas le bout des ailes
Une fée c'est fragile parfois
Avant que minuit ne vienne
Attrapez-moi
Jeux de main, jeux de M
Émoi

Trois p'tits tours et silence
C'est ça qui me choque
Quand ma peine est immense
Je change l'or en toc
Trois p'tits tours de passe-passe
Moi j'en ai des stocks
Si ma baguette casse
Que le grand Crick me croque

Faire un veu ou bien deux et puis fermer les yeux
(Je suis là)
Pour celui et pour ceux qui n'ont pas froid aux yeux
(Qui croient en moi)
Faire un souhait pour de vrai et puis croire au mystère
(Tout est là)
C'est un style, c'est facile quand on est Mélusine
Oh, Vite dépêche-toi

Avant que tout s'éveille
Attrapez-moi
Mais pas le bout des ailes
Une fée c'est fragile parfois
Avant que minuit ne vienne
Attrapez-moi
Jeux de main, jeux de M
Émoi

Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday
Saturday
Sunday

Avant que tout s'éveille
Attrapez-moi
Mais pas le bout des ailes
Une fée c'est fragile parfois
Avant que minuit ne vienne
Attrapez-moi
Jeux de main, jeux de M
Émoi

Avant que tout s'éveille
Attrapez-moi
Mais pas le bout des ailes
Une fée c'est fragile parfois
Avant que minuit ne vienne
Attrapez-moi




Jeux de main, jeux de M
Émoi

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Mylène Farmer's "L'histoire d'une fée, c'est..." tell the story of a fairy who is capable of disappearing and appearing at will with just a few twirls and a moment of silence. The song speaks to the power of belief and the need to hold onto magical ideas and illusions in order to cope with the difficulties of life. The first verse speaks to the fickle nature of love and how the fairy dances when she's loved and disappears when she's no longer wanted. She laments that if people forget about her, the meaning in her life disappears. The second verse suggests that the fairy is able to grant wishes for those who truly believe in her magic, and that it's easy for her to do so because it's "a style" when you're a being like her. The repetition of "vite, dépêche-toi" throughout the song conveys a sense of urgency, as if the fairy is asking us not to waste time before it's too late to experience magic in our lives.


The chorus repeats the idea of capturing the fairy before midnight, when her magic will be gone. It suggests that she is fragile and magical, but also implies that there's a darkness to her existence. The second verse seems to speak to the idea that the fairy can transform sadness into something beautiful, but that the magic she offers is transient and could disappear as quickly as it came. The repetition of the days of the week at the end of the song seem to suggest an ongoing struggle to hold onto the magic of the world, as if each day is a new battle to keep the illusion intact.


Overall, "L'histoire d'une fée, c'est..." is a song about the power of illusion and the need to hold onto magic, even when the world around us is difficult and challenging. It's a reminder that there is beauty and mystery in the world, and that it's up to us to seek it out and hold onto it.


Line by Line Meaning

Trois p'tits tours et silence, c'est ça qui m'affecte
When people don't notice me, it makes me sad and affects me deeply.


Quand on m'aime je danse, quand on veut j'apparais...
I feel loved and wanted when people pay attention to me, and I'm happy to perform for them.


Trois p'tits tours et silence, j'suis pas en latex
Just because I disappear doesn't mean I'm fake or artificial.


Quand on oublie le sens de ma vie disparaît
If people forget about me, my life loses its meaning and purpose.


Faire un veu ou bien deux et puis fermer les yeux
Making a wish and believing in it is easy if you're like me - a magical fairy.


(Je suis là)
(I'm here)


Pour celui et pour ceux qui n'ont pas froid aux yeux
I'm here for those who are brave enough to believe in me and see the magic in the world.


(Qui croient en moi)
(Who believe in me)


C'est un style, c'est facile quand on est Mélusine
It's easy to be magical like me when you possess the traits of Mélusine, a mythical fairy creature.


Oh, Vite dépêche-toi
Hurry up and follow me, before it's too late and the magic disappears.


Avant que tout s'éveille
Before everything wakes up and the magic disappears.


Attrapez-moi
Catch me and hold onto the magic.


Mais pas le bout des ailes
But not by grabbing onto my fragile wings.


Une fée c'est fragile parfois
Fairies can be fragile and need to be handled with care.


Avant que minuit ne vienne
Before midnight arrives and the magic fades away.


Jeu de main, je de M
A play on words that emphasizes the sleight of hand and trickery involved in performing magic.


Emoi
Excitement and thrill.


Trois p'tits tours et silence, c'est ça qui me choque
It shocks me when people are unimpressed by my magical abilities and dismiss me with silence.


Quand ma peine est immense, je change l'or en toc
When I'm sad and hurting, I can even turn gold into worthless junk through my magic.


Trois p'tits tours de passe-passe, moi j'en ai des stocks...
I have plenty of tricks up my sleeve and can keep performing them for a long time.


Si ma baguette casse
If my magic wand breaks or I lose my magical powers...


Que le grand Crick me croque
...I'll be vulnerable and defenseless, and anyone or anything can harm me, just like a small insect is eaten by a larger creature.


Monday... Tuesday... Wednesday...
Days of the week, which can pass by quickly and without much notice in the mundane, non-magical world.


Thursday... Friday... Saturday... Sunday...
More days of the week, emphasizing how time keeps ticking away relentlessly, unless one stops to appreciate the magic and wonder of life.


Et voir mes étincelles
And witness my sparks of magic.


Une fée c'est magique en soi
Fairies are inherently magical creatures, and being around them can bring joy and wonder to life.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Laurent Boutonnat, Mylene Farmer

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