Il avait déjà un bon petit succès. cette chanson coming out affirme son courage et confirme son talent. Le beau gosse y exprime tout ce qu'il est en chantant avec fougue une histoire vraie. Son histoire. A une époque où on pourrait croire, en amérique comme ailleurs, que les mœurs s'adoucissent et que le monde - les jeunes surtout - est plus tolérant et bien moins enfermé dans les clichés enseignés par des siècles de refoulement et de peurs, une histoire d'amour racontée par un mec viril, sain de corps et d'esprit, ça fait vaciller les consciences et les certitudes. On n'entend que cette chanson partout en ce moment ! C'est bien.
Ripped Jeans, only drinks whiskey
I find him by the fire while his girl was getting friskey, ohh
I say we go this road tonight
He smiles, his arms around her
but his eyes are holdin me, just a captive to his wonder, ohh
I say we go this road tonight
Now I know that that’s your girl, I mean no disrespect
The way that shirt hugs you chest, boy, I just won’t forget
I’ll be sittin here, drinking my whiskey
I won’t say goodnight unless I think ya might miss me, ohh
Be my All-American boy tonight
where everyday’s the 4th of July
and it's alright, alright
And we can keep this up till the morning light
and you can hold me deep in your eyes
and it's alright, alright
be my, be my
my All-American boy
Ripped jeans, tight shirt
he lights a cigarette you know I’m glad that she can’t stand it, ohh
I drink the moonlight from his eyes
Now hold there, just a moment
I want to take this in now, we don’t need no photo of it, no
we should go this road tonight
Now I know that that’s your girl, and I don’t give a damn
she’s been cusin and cryin, she don’t know what she has
so I’ll be, sittin here, tryin hold down my whiskey,
you tell your girl good night cause somebody’d like to kiss me, ohh
Be my All-American boy tonight
where everyday’s the 4th of July
and it's alright, alright
And we can keep this up till the morning light
and you can hold me deep in your eyes
and it's alright, alright
be my, be my
my All-American boy
Of all the girls and boys to look my way
Ain’t nobody ever hit me this way
so won’t you come back with me
and lay with me a while
I’m gonna wrestle you out of them clothes,
leave that beautiful body exposed,
and you can have my heart and my soul and my body…
just be mine
Be my All-American boy tonight
baby you light my fire
I'll make you feel alright, alright!
And we can keep this up till the morning light
and you can hold me deep in your eyes
and it's alright, alright
be my, be my…
just, be my, be my…
my All-American boy...
3 commentaires:
Vous traduiriez, pour vos lecteurs français ?
Je vais le faire, promis.
Bien merci pour les paroles je vais pouvoir la chanter maintenant.
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