Sync Different

There was a time
When I thought that you were just a player
And all my time
Depended on what you would do
And i would try
To look and sound like someone that I wasn’t
Cause you were the guy
Oh man oh yes oh yes you were the guy
And i would
Dress my hair
Make it look nice
Make sure I would have some hypnotizing eyes
Touch up my lipstick with my tiny pocket glass
Wear some jeans that shape a pretty little ass
I guess, That’s how I met my first love
The best person that I could dream of
There were some times
When you would see your friends and other women
And all that time
I’d go and do the same ‘till you were home
And i would try
To ignore my jealous opinions
Cause you were the guy
Oh man oh yes you were my handsome guy
And they would
Dress their hair
Make it look nice
Make sure they would have some hypnotizing eyes
Touch up their lipstick with their tiny pocket glass
Wear some jeans that shape a pretty little ass
I guess, That’s how we end a first love
And now, I just have to move on
(Humming)
And they would
Dress their hair
Make it look nice
Make sure they would have some hypnotizing eyes
Touch up their lipstick with their tiny pocket glass
Wear some jeans that shape a pretty little ass
I guess, That’s how we end a first love
And now, I just have to move on

Ici et maintenant, c’est tout ce qui compte,Cueillir la saveur de l’instant
Ici et maintenant, à chaque seconde
Je me nourris du présent…

Dans les vagues de Biarritz disparaît le fracas du monde
Pas un jour pas un solstice sans l’écume qui vagabonde
Au fond des âmes brûle un sésame
C’est le présent qui s’enflamme

Dans les mots que tu me glisses
: des secondes suspendues
Faudrait il que j’abolisse le temps qui passe et les vertus
Je laisse fuir les âmes d’artistes, les sentiments hédonistes…

Dans les rides de tes yeux, les minutes ralentissent
Dans tes gestes voluptueux se dessinent les délices

Ici et maintenant, Dans la douceur
Que donne le souffle du temps
Ici et maintenant, c’est tout ce qui compte,
Cueillir la saveur de l’instant
Ici et maintenant, à chaque seconde
Je me nourris du présent…



English translation :

HERE AND NOW

Here and now, that's all that matters
Pick the flavor of the moment
Here and now, every second
I feed on the present ...


In the waves of Biarritz,
disappears the
turmoil
of the world
Not a day,
not a solstice without the foam that roams
Deep in the
soul burns a
sesame
It's the present that ignites
it.

In the words you
whispered: suspended seconds
Should I abolish the passage of time and the virtues
I let the souls of artists flee, the hedonistic feelings ...

In the wrinkles of your eyes, the minutes slow down
In your voluptuous gestures
we see
the delight
Here and now, In the sweetness

Which time
breathes
Here and now, that's all that matters
Pick the flavor of the moment
Here and now, every second
I feed on the present ...

You say write me a song that’s never been sungOh I’ll do my best with theserecycled expressions on the tip of my tonguetired out chords, give it a rest
My mama said no one’s the sameand her mama told her that toowell I guess it’s not an unfair claimbut all I know is deja vu
Because it’s old news, I hate to break it to yaOld news, but I’m sure you already knowThat what I say tomorrowwell it’s just something borrowedIt’s old news
But nobody’s got a love like we doSo much more than hearts and glitterNo you just can’t compare us toThose other couples you see on twitter…No, it’s really not, it’s
I know it may seem redundant
But really why would I try?Because though words may be abundantEach one’s been wrung out dry
We’re all just looking for greased moldsTo slide easily intoAnd do what you’re told
they don’t care what you’ve been throughAfter all, somebody somewhereHas known what you’ve knownSeen what you’ve seenFelt what you’ve felt

And now it’s
Old news, I hate to break it to youOld news, but I’m sure you already know
That what I say tomorrowWell it’s just something borrowedIt’s old news
Hate to break it to youOld news, but I’m sure you already know
That what I say tomorrowwell it’s just something borrowedIt’s old news