Arabesque No. 1
Thiollier Francois-Joel Lyrics
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Hey now, tell me what you're gonna do
Come here closer, closer to my cosy place
Sit down, sit down and listen to the words I say
Once upon a time there lived a glass doll in a tree
Without a heart, without a soul – just hanging over me
Lost in the darkness of the woods in search of better days
A dripping sensuality
Forgotten and betrayed
Got a job, some children and a family van
Still I make no sense
Built a home, tore it down, set it up again
You see, I make no sense
Guess now I'm ready to transform
Into a doll without a name
For once we have defied the storm
Yet we would die in vain
We curse the day we started to write down all our lies
When we'll begin to scream out loud
And open up our eyes - Singing
Got a job, some children and a family van
Still I make no sense
Built a home, tore it down, set it up again
You see, I make no sense
After all we have forgotten how to mourn
Got a job, some children and a family van
Still I make no sense
Built a home, tore it down, set it up again
You see, I make no sense
Got a job, some children and a family van
Still I make no sense
Built a home, tore it down, set it up again
You see, I make no sense
The lyrics to Thiollier Francois-Joel's song Arabesque No. 1 tell a story of a glass doll in a tree who is lost and forgotten, searching for better days. The doll represents the singer's own feelings of being lost and aimless, despite having a job, a family, and a home. The singer struggles to make sense of their life, tearing down and rebuilding their home, but still feeling a sense of disconnect and meaninglessness. In the end, the singer suggests that perhaps they are ready to become a doll without a name, symbolic of a deeper transformation and search for meaning.
The lyrics speak to the struggle many people face in finding purpose and fulfillment in their lives, despite outwardly appearing to have everything they need. The glass doll represents the fragility of our emotions and the ease with which we can become lost and forgotten. The repetition of the lines "Got a job, some children and a family van / Still I make no sense / Built a home, tore it down, set it up again / You see, I make no sense" underscore the singer's frustration and search for meaning.
Overall, the lyrics of Arabesque No. 1 are a poignant and introspective exploration of the human search for purpose and belonging.
Line by Line Meaning
Hey now, tell me what you're thinking
Share your thoughts with me, what are you pondering?
Hey now, tell me what you're gonna do
Tell me your plans, what actions will you take?
Come here closer, closer to my cosy place
Step closer to me, join me in my comfortable space
Sit down, sit down and listen to the words I say
Take a seat and pay attention to what I have to say
Once upon a time there lived a glass doll in a tree
In the past, a fragile doll hung from a tree
Without a heart, without a soul – just hanging over me
It lacked emotion and spirit, looming over me
Lost in the darkness of the woods in search of better days
The doll was lost, seeking a brighter future in the dark forest
A dripping sensuality
A sultry essence
Forgotten and betrayed
Abandoned and deceived
Got a job, some children and a family van
I obtained employment, offspring, and a minivan
Still I make no sense
Nevertheless, it all seems meaningless to me
Built a home, tore it down, set it up again
Constructed a house, destroyed it, then rebuilt it once more
You see, I make no sense
As you can see, I am still without direction
Guess now I'm ready to transform
Perhaps it's time for a change
Into a doll without a name
Become an anonymous figure like that doll
For once we have defied the storm
At least we pushed through the hardships once
Yet we would die in vain
But it would all be for nothing
We curse the day we started to write down all our lies
We regret ever recording our falsehoods
When we'll begin to scream out loud
Until we start shouting at the top of our lungs
And open up our eyes - Singing
And finally see things for what they really are
After all we have forgotten how to mourn
It seems we have even lost the ability to grieve
Got a job, some children and a family van
Acquired employment, offspring, and a minivan
Still I make no sense
Yet it all seems meaningless to me
Built a home, tore it down, set it up again
Constructed a house, destroyed it, then rebuilt it once more
You see, I make no sense
As you can see, I am still without direction
Got a job, some children and a family van
Acquired employment, offspring, and a minivan
Still I make no sense
Yet it all seems meaningless to me
Built a home, tore it down, set it up again
Constructed a house, destroyed it, then rebuilt it once more
You see, I make no sense
As you can see, I am still without direction
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Kay Sielaff
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@serenityedits1857
This version sounds the most fitting
@user-ew2di6uh7t
やっぱりこの曲はフランソワジョルジュティオリエが最も素晴らしい。
@galinakrivulin6767
Wonderful, thank you, Francois-Joel Thiollier. Thank you, Nahos Music.
@kikom8436
Interprétation magnifique !
@nohemimartinezcruz6900
Me gusta mucho esa mucica pero mi pensamiento se me va hasta ese lugar que no conozco
@respecter933
De bussy 😂
@yaboysambeats
shh