Take The Time
The Shangri-Las Lyrics


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Alors je prends le temps
Plus le temps d'avoir
Du temps et le temps
Ça compte, dis-le à mes dents

Alors je prends le temps
Plus le temps d'avoir
Du temps et le temps
Ça compte

Putain plus je sais plus je ne sais rien
Je pensais avoir les clefs de demain
Pourtant j'y voyais loin
La main sur le coeur remplie de convictions
Un sac plein de déception

Took all my life to live for real
Prepped with the creme de la creme and in the end i didn't know shit
I know it's all about the writing on the paper, no room for will to take it
Wonder time to time where did the threshold hit
To all those big eyes that came around to split
When did the smooth slippin', rum and juice whipping,
Finding every way to wet throat started to show

Every now and again I'm at the top of the globe
Never high enough, till the sun comes close
So I take time, the time to lose track
But shit comes back
Cuz I don't have a lot of time

C'est magique et tragique, la dragée haute
Ton hôte prend note de ses lacunes
De la bonne musique y'en a qu'une
Chaques jours en batailles
Je tailles les mots tambours battants
Accords chromatiques, pas de tactique
Ya pas de trick, juste un truc
Je montre mon manque d'assurance
Je joue avec la chance
En grattant sur du papier couleur crème, certain flegme
On m' parle de talent, technique, répétition
Moi j'ai de l'allant, et je me fabrique que des questions

But I keep going on and on

This is what it is and what it is is what I do
I heard them flipping right away: the type of guy that's coming through, ah?
I saw it distant around the corner coming
What to be and what to do and how to say: well, who are you?
I had to flip to stop and see the trace I drew
Say it a million times repeating lines until you got

Sauve qui peut, ça polarise idéalise radicalise
Ça crache dans le dos, je survis aux envieux
En veux-tu en voilà des grands égos
Légos sensibles aux algorithmes
Alors j'apprends, faut continuer à se foutre au goût du temps

Alors je prends le temps
Plus le temps d'avoir
Du temps et le temps
Ça compte, dis-le à mes dents

So I take time, the time to lose track
But shit comes back
Cuz I don't have a lot of time

Alors je prends le temps
Plus le temps d'avoir
Du temps et le temps
Ça compte, dis-le à mes dents

So I take time, the time to lose track




But shit comes back
Cuz I don't have a lot of time

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Take The Time" by The Shangri-Las convey a reflection on the passage of time and the singer's self-awareness. The song seems to contemplate the value of time and the importance of embracing the present moment. The opening lines, in French, suggest the singer's determination to take the time and acknowledge its significance. They express the idea of recognizing the passing time and its impact, emphasizing the importance of acknowledging it before it becomes too late.


The lyrics also touch upon themes of self-discovery and self-acceptance. The lines "Took all my life to live for real" indicate a journey of discovering what truly matters and what is important in life. The mention of having "the keys to tomorrow" but still feeling uncertain reflects a sense of disappointment and disillusionment. Despite the challenges faced and the mistakes made, the singer's perspective evolves, acknowledging that life is about the experience itself.


The song further explores the pursuit of personal growth and the complexities of navigating one's own path. The recurring references to time and the urgency felt by the singer highlight the fleeting nature of life. They express the desire to grasp the present moment and make the most of it. The lyrics also comment on the pressure of external expectations and the need to find one's own way, free from the influence of others.


Overall, "Take The Time" captures a sense of introspection, emphasizing the importance of embracing time, self-discovery, and personal growth in the midst of life's challenges.


Line by Line Meaning

Alors je prends le temps
So I take the time


Plus le temps d'avoir
No more time to have


Du temps et le temps
Some time and the time


Ça compte, dis-le à mes dents
It counts, tell it to my teeth


Putain plus je sais plus je ne sais rien
Damn, the more I know, the less I know


Je pensais avoir les clefs de demain
I thought I had the keys to tomorrow


Pourtant j'y voyais loin
Yet I saw far ahead


La main sur le coeur remplie de convictions
Hand on my heart filled with convictions


Un sac plein de déception
A bag full of disappointment


Took all my life to live for real
I took my whole life to live authentically


Prepped with the creme de la creme and in the end i didn't know shit
Equipped with the best of the best but in the end I was clueless


I know it's all about the writing on the paper, no room for will to take it
I know it's all about what's written on the paper, no space for personal choice


Wonder time to time where did the threshold hit
Sometimes I wonder where I hit the breaking point


To all those big eyes that came around to split
To all those judgmental eyes that came around to divide


When did the smooth slippin', rum and juice whipping,
When did the smooth transitions, the mixing of rum and juice


Finding every way to wet throat started to show
Finding every way to indulge in excess began to have consequences


Every now and again I'm at the top of the globe
Every now and then I feel on top of the world


Never high enough, till the sun comes close
Never satisfied until I reach the highest point


So I take time, the time to lose track
So I take the time to forget about time


But shit comes back
But reality catches up


Cuz I don't have a lot of time
Because I don't have much time


C'est magique et tragique, la dragée haute
It's magical and tragic, the high life


Ton hôte prend note de ses lacunes
Your host takes note of their shortcomings


De la bonne musique y'en a qu'une
There is only one good music


Chaques jours en batailles
Every day in battles


Je tailles les mots tambours battants
I shape words with great enthusiasm


Accords chromatiques, pas de tactique
Chromatic chords, no tactics


Ya pas de trick, juste un truc
There is no trick, just one thing


Je montre mon manque d'assurance
I show my lack of confidence


Je joue avec la chance
I play with luck


En grattant sur du papier couleur crème, certain flegme
Scratching on cream-colored paper, a certain nonchalance


On m' parle de talent, technique, répétition
They talk to me about talent, technique, repetition


Moi j'ai de l'allant, et je me fabrique que des questions
But I have momentum, and I only create questions


But I keep going on and on
But I keep going, tirelessly


This is what it is and what it is is what I do
This is the way it is, and what it is, is what I do


I heard them flipping right away: the type of guy that's coming through, ah?
I heard them judging right away: the kind of person who's emerging, huh?


I saw it distant around the corner coming
I saw it coming from a distance, around the corner


What to be and what to do and how to say: well, who are you?
What to become and what to do and how to say: well, who are you?


I had to flip to stop and see the trace I drew
I had to change direction to pause and see the path I created


Say it a million times repeating lines until you got
Repeat lines a million times until you understand


Sauve qui peut, ça polarise idéalise radicalise
Every man for himself, it polarizes, idealizes, radicalizes


Ça crache dans le dos, je survis aux envieux
They backstab, but I survive the jealous ones


En veux-tu en voilà des grands égos
There are big egos everywhere


Légos sensibles aux algorithmes
Egos sensitive to algorithms


Alors j'apprends, faut continuer à se foutre au goût du temps
So I learn, I have to continue to adapt to the times


So I take time, the time to lose track
So I take the time to forget about time


But shit comes back
But reality catches up


Cuz I don't have a lot of time
Because I don't have much time


Alors je prends le temps
So I take the time


Plus le temps d'avoir
No more time to have


Du temps et le temps
Some time and the time


Ça compte, dis-le à mes dents
It counts, tell it to my teeth


So I take time, the time to lose track
So I take the time to forget about time


But shit comes back
But reality catches up


Cuz I don't have a lot of time
Because I don't have much time




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Written by: Corentin Sauvetre, Pedro Fonseca

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Holdenon3

Yes, we may.

"Did you ever take the time
a moment or more
to stop and thank the one's we left behind
on some foreign shore
to hear from no more

I can picture one of many boys
very brave and so alone
giving up the life that he enjoys
protecting what he has at home

Did you ever take time
a moment or more
to stop and thank the ones we left behind
on some foreign shore
to hear from no more

Don't you wish that you could do your part
for this country proud and tall
If we don't finish what we did not start
there'll be no country left at all

This country that we're living in
knows only that we've got to win
no matter what the cost may be
our loss is deep in you and me
Free

So, now we got to stop and take the time
a moment or more
to stop and thank we've left behind
on some foreign shore
to hear from no more."



All comments from YouTube:

40plym

Very rare thoughts for the time, but well appreciated!!

Paul Antonio

Mary and the girls singing to the homesick boys in the Mekong Delta. Not a cool thing to do in '67 but many years later much appreciated.

Jeff Boice

This was released in early 1967 so I think the song's failure to chart had more to do with Mercury Records lack of support. In 1967 you had records like "Open Letter to my Teenage Son" that made the top 10.


Mercury dropped the Shangri-Las after just two singles- I think the label was more interested in putting out that greatest hits album. And Shadow Morton moved on to Janis Ian and the Vanilla Fudge

ken bourt

good song

Norman Bommarito

They made really.great.songs

ken bourt

written by the late Sal Trimachi and the late Richie Cordell

joe appelbaum

CAN WE GET THE WORDS TO THIS SONG?

Holdenon3

Yes, we may.

"Did you ever take the time
a moment or more
to stop and thank the one's we left behind
on some foreign shore
to hear from no more

I can picture one of many boys
very brave and so alone
giving up the life that he enjoys
protecting what he has at home

Did you ever take time
a moment or more
to stop and thank the ones we left behind
on some foreign shore
to hear from no more

Don't you wish that you could do your part
for this country proud and tall
If we don't finish what we did not start
there'll be no country left at all

This country that we're living in
knows only that we've got to win
no matter what the cost may be
our loss is deep in you and me
Free

So, now we got to stop and take the time
a moment or more
to stop and thank we've left behind
on some foreign shore
to hear from no more."

Charles Watson

They didn't like this song. They felt it supported the war more than the troops.

Holdenon3

@vestiphobe Hmm. "He's a Rebel", yes. "One Fine Day"? Maybe. The Shangri-Las were good girls singing about bad boys. They were all about the passionate roller coaster that is teenage angst. But, yes, everything they recorded was great! :-D

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