Mary Shelley
Thierry Bruyère Lyrics


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S’il te plaît, ferme la porte
Les choses qui se passent ici sont occultes
S’il te plaît, ferme la porte
Les choses qui se passent ici sont occultes

J’aurais bien pu demander de l’aide
J’aurais bien pu demander de l’aide
Mais la colère m’a coûté la tête
Mais la colère m’a coûté la tête

J’ai cru que je pourrais me défendre
J’ai cru que je pourrais me défendre

J’aurais tant voulu lui tenir tête
J’aurais tant voulu lui tenir tête

Mais j’ai perdu ma raison d’être
Mais j’ai perdu ma raison d’être





Les monstres ne sont pas ceux que l’on croit...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song "Mary Shelley" by Thierry Bruyère depict a sense of mystery and secrecy, urging the listener to close the door to the unsettling occurrences happening within. The repetition of the line "S'il te plaît, ferme la porte" (Please, close the door) emphasizes the importance of shutting out the unknown and potentially dangerous elements that lurk in the surroundings. These occurrences are described as "occultes," suggesting a hidden or supernatural nature.


The next two lines reveal a regretful tone as the singer acknowledges their missed opportunity to ask for help. The repetition of "J'aurais bien pu demander de l'aide" (I could have asked for help) highlights their awareness of their own failure to seek assistance. It implies a sense of personal responsibility and accountability for the consequences they have faced.


The following lines convey the consequences of the singer's anger, suggesting that it has cost them their sanity or mental well-being. The phrase "Mais la colère m'a coûté la tête" (But anger has cost me my head) implies that their anger has overwhelmed and clouded their judgment, leading to detrimental outcomes.


The inspired allusion to Mary Shelley, the author of the famous novel "Frankenstein," further deepens the understanding of the lyrics. By expressing the desire to stand up against a perceived adversary, the singer reveals their intentions to defend themselves. However, they confess to having lost their raison d'être (reason for being) in the process. This loss of purpose indicates that their attempts at resistance have resulted in personal devastation, leaving them feeling defeated and without a sense of direction.


The concluding line, "Les monstres ne sont pas ceux que l'on croit" (The monsters are not who we believe), serves as a thought-provoking statement. It suggests that the true monsters in life may not be the easily recognized external beings, but rather the internal demons that haunt and consume our own minds and actions. This idea reinforces the theme of inner struggles and the potential consequences of our own choices and emotions.


Line by Line Meaning

S’il te plaît, ferme la porte
Please close the door


Les choses qui se passent ici sont occultes
The things that happen here are secretive


J’aurais bien pu demander de l’aide
I could have asked for help


Mais la colère m’a coûté la tête
But anger cost me my sanity


J’ai cru que je pourrais me défendre
I believed I could defend myself


J’aurais tant voulu lui tenir tête
I so wanted to stand up to him


Mais j’ai perdu ma raison d’être
But I lost my reason for being


Les monstres ne sont pas ceux que l’on croit...
Monsters are not who we think they are...




Lyrics © David Murphy et Cie, Éditions Quartier Général
Written by: Jean-Philippe Frechette, Thierry Bruyere L'Abbe

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