Les Jours Tristes lyrics

Artist  : Yann Tiersen 
Song : Les Jours Tristes
 


It’s hard,
hard, not to sit on your
hands,
burrow your head in the sand,
hard,
not to make other plans
and claim that
you’ve done all you can,
all alone
and
life
must go on.

It’s hard,
hard,
to stand up for what’s right
and bring home
the bacon each night,
hard, not to break down
and cry,
when every ideal that you
tried
has been wrong.
But you must
carry
on.

Ref:
It’s hard,
but you know
it’s worth the fight,
cause you know
you’ve got the truth on your side,
when the
accusations fly.
Hold tight!
Don’t be
afraid of what they’ll say.
Who cares what
cowards think? Anyway,
They will understand
some day,
some day.

It’s
hard,
hard, when you’re here all
alone
and everyone else’s gone
home.
Harder to know right from wrong
when
all objectivity’s gone
and it’s
gone.
But you still
carry
on.

‘cause you,
you are the only one
left
and you’ve got to clean up this
mess.
You know you’ll end up like the
rest
Bitter and twisted - unless
you stay
strong
And you
carry
on.

Ref:
It’s hard,
but you know
it’s worth the fight,
cause you know
you’ve got the truth on your side,
when the
accusations fly.
Hold tight!
Don’t be
afraid of what they’ll say.
Who cares what
cowards think? Anyway,
They will understand
some day,
some
day.

[instrumental]

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