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Le Temps S'écroule
Simon Petit Lyrics

Oh je vois le temps
Se moque bien de nous
Il tente de nous faire croire
Qu’il se chargera de tout

Puis l’amour ne cesse de rire
Il croise les bras je crois pour me punir
Et je souffre encore
Et je souffre encore

Le temps s’écoule
Le temps s’écroule devant moi

Oh je sais parfois
Le destin se fait discret
Il garde bien caché
Le dessin de ses secrets

Puis l’espoir ne cesse de mentir
Il prend le large et feint de revenir
Et je souffre encore
Et je souffre encore

Le temps s’écoule
Le temps s’écroule
Et pourtant je pense à toi
Et le temps s’écoule
Et le temps s’écroule devant moi

Devant moi nana

Le temps s’écoule
Le temps s’écroule
Et pourtant je pense à toi
Et le temps s’enroule
Et le temps s’écroule devant moi

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Simon Petit has a head brimming with ideas and expresses himself with a heart overflowing with emotions. His music draws inspiration from the British music scene, and he focuses on this atmosphere. He adds some piano, doesn’t hold back on the guitars, avoids pretence and delivers a rawer sound that is more appropriate for expressing the condition of his soul. Particular about the atmosphere, whether mellow or tormented, in his songs, he surrounds Read Full BioSimon Petit has a head brimming with ideas and expresses himself with a heart overflowing with emotions. His music draws inspiration from the British music scene, and he focuses on this atmosphere. He adds some piano, doesn’t hold back on the guitars, avoids pretence and delivers a rawer sound that is more appropriate for expressing the condition of his soul. Particular about the atmosphere, whether mellow or tormented, in his songs, he surrounds himself with musicians who are able to connect with his world and complement the personal voyage he is making.