La pharmacie
Yann Tiersen Lyrics


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Another day to live
Another way to go
Nobody′s in this room
Nobody's here for now
Wake up early
I know it′s too late
Too late for the parade
Look at my feet
Moving slowly
I'm afraid it's over
Naked
A bit sleepy
In a single room
I open the door
Call up
Call up the lift
Sometimes I fill my skin
Sometimes I hear a voice
Please try to be friendly
But I′m too old inside
I′m so jealous
But proud to be
An ordinary girl
I'd like to talk
But you know I hate
All ordinary words
Naked
A bit sleepy
In a single room
I open the door




Call up
Call up the lift

Overall Meaning

The song "La pharmacie" by Yann Tiersen is a hauntingly beautiful meditation on the monotony and emptiness of daily life. The lyrics describe a narrator who wakes up alone in a room without anyone else present. She is filled with a sense of sadness and regret, knowing that she has missed out on the festivities of life. She moves slowly and is afraid that it is over for her. She is naked and lethargic, feeling as though she has no purpose.


Despite her loneliness, she reaches out to others for company, but feels too old and jaded to really connect. She is jealous of others who seem to be able to enjoy life and live fully in the moment, but is still proud of who she is. She longs to have meaningful conversations that go beyond superficial small talk, but feels limited by the mundanity of everyday language. She reaches a point where she forces herself to move and take action by calling up the lift, perhaps suggesting that there is hope for renewal and change.


Overall, this song captures the sense of isolation that can come with modern life and the difficulty of finding meaning within it. It is a poignant reminder to take the time to connect with ourselves and others, while we still have the chance.


Line by Line Meaning

Another day to live
A new day has begun, and I have the privilege of experiencing it.


Another way to go
Today presents fresh opportunities for me to pursue.


Nobody's in this room
The room I am in is empty, and I am the sole occupant at this time.


Nobody's here for now
There is no one around to keep me company at the moment.


Wake up early
I have risen from my slumber at an early hour of the morning.


I know it's too late
Despite just waking up, I sense that there is no more time left for something that I was looking forward to.


Too late for the parade
The event I wanted to attend has already started, and I won't be able to catch up.


Look at my feet
I am looking down at my feet, perhaps feeling a sense of hesitation or unease.


Moving slowly
I am walking at a sluggish pace, lacking the usual spring in my step.


I'm afraid it's over
I am saddened by the realization that something I cherish has ended.


Naked
I am unclothed and perhaps feeling vulnerable, both physically and emotionally.


A bit sleepy
I am feeling a mild sense of drowsiness and fatigue.


In a single room
I am alone within a small, confined space, most likely a bedroom or hotel room.


I open the door
I reach out and unlatch the door, perhaps hoping to find a new experience or escape from my current state.


Call up
I press the button on the wall to request the elevator and await its arrival.


Call up the lift
I am summoning the elevator to take me to another level or place.


Sometimes I fill my skin
Occasionally, I experience a sense of embodiment, of being fully present in my own body and surrounded by sensory stimuli.


Sometimes I hear a voice
On occasion, I hear a voice that seems to come from within or from an outside source, prompting me to pay attention or take action.


Please try to be friendly
I am open to making new connections and relationships, and I hope that others will be welcoming and warm toward me.


But I'm too old inside
Despite my desire for companionship, I feel jaded or world-weary, as if I have already experienced too much disappointment or pain.


I'm so jealous
I am envious of others who seem to have more than me, either in terms of material possessions or intangibles like love or fulfillment.


But proud to be
Despite my feelings of envy or inadequacy, I still have a sense of pride and accomplishment in who I am and what I have achieved.


An ordinary girl
I am not particularly exceptional or noteworthy, but I am content with being a regular, everyday person.


I'd like to talk
I am eager to engage in conversation and connect with others on a deeper level.


But you know I hate
Despite my desire for social interaction, there are certain types of conversations or communication that I dislike and try to avoid.


All ordinary words
I find mundane, run-of-the-mill conversation topics to be uninteresting and unsatisfying.




Writer(s): Yann Pierre Tiersen

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@LillaBlueberry

no words to say. just listen

@thomasdupont7186

y'a un petit coté sonic youth non ? clairement au niveau des accords de guitare et du jeu...

@AstridDenhaene

Le gynéco après..
Le pronctologue.
Et puis le dermato

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