Geronimo
Yann Tiersen Lyrics


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While they have been eating
The rain has started falling,
Gradually gathering in strength;
What began a drizzle
Has now become torrential,
And doesn't look like coming to an end.

The two bedraggled figures
That huddle in the doorway,
With nothing vaguely waterproof to wear,
Are now secretly wishing
They'd listened to their mothers
When being told to always be prepared.

Screaming
'geronimo!',
They run for it down the road;
With an arm around her waist
He leads her to a place
He knows.

Soaked through, but happy,
They squelch up to the landing;
The room before them
Makes a welcome sight.
The coal fire is throwing
Strange shapes upon the hearthrug,
And crying out to be knelt down beside.

She pulls off her jumper
And flings it in the corner;
He picks it up and hangs it on a chair.
She puts on a record
And sings into her coffee;
He puts a blanket round her,




Sits her down
And dries her beautiful hair.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of “Geronimo” by Yann Tiersen are about a couple caught in the rain, seeking shelter and comfort in each other’s arms. While the two were eating somewhere, the rain suddenly started falling and became strong after a while. The couple, soaked and without proper rain attire, are now regretting not being prepared and longing for the comfort at home. As they run down the road seeking cover, he leads her to a place he knows, where they are met with a warm room and a coal fire. The woman pulls off her jumper as he picks it up and hangs it, puts on a record, and sings as the man dries her hair.


Line by Line Meaning

While they have been eating
As they were consuming their meal


The rain has started falling,
Precipitation has begun to pour down


Gradually gathering in strength;
Slowly accumulating momentum;


What began a drizzle
What began as a light rainfall


Has now become torrential,
Has now become intense and uncontrolled


And doesn't look like coming to an end.
And there seems to be no sign of it stopping.


The two bedraggled figures
The two soaked and tired people


That huddle in the doorway,
Who are crouching down in the open entrance


With nothing vaguely waterproof to wear,
With no clothing even remotely suited for wet weather


Are now secretly wishing
Are now silently regretting


They'd listened to their mothers
They had followed their maternal advice


When being told to always be prepared.
To always have contingency plans in place.


Screaming
Yelling/demanding loudly


'geronimo!',
The exclamation 'Geronimo!'


They run for it down the road;
They sprint down the street


With an arm around her waist
With one arm encircling her midsection


He leads her to a place
He takes her to a specific location


He knows.
That he is aware of.


Soaked through, but happy,
Entirely drenched but pleased


They squelch up to the landing;
They trudge up the staircase


The room before them
The space in view


Makes a welcome sight.
Is a pleasant and inviting prospect.


The coal fire is throwing
The coal-produced flames are radiating


Strange shapes upon the hearthrug,
Unusual shadows across the rug beneath the fireplace


And crying out to be knelt down beside.
And is inviting to be sat beside and admired.


She pulls off her jumper
She takes off her sweater


And flings it in the corner;
And tosses it into a distant spot


He picks it up and hangs it on a chair.
He retrieves it and drapes it over a seat.


She puts on a record
She selects some music to play


And sings into her coffee;
And serenades her coffee cup while drinking from it


He puts a blanket round her,
He covers her in a blanket


Sits her down
Guides her to a chair


And dries her beautiful hair.
And wipes her lovely locks dry.




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Charlie O'Malley

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