CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Stromae - Mauvaise journée (English Translation)
These mornings are too painful
When even outside the weather is gray
And besides inside too
There are days without days with, it will be without, I bet you
There's my poo that ended badly
I'm going to have to scrub for an hour and a half
And then I'm bored, it doesn't help
And as they say the misfortune of some, each his sh*t yes I understood
Hmm help me
Hmm I feel so alone
Hmm let me it's my right to be depressеd in my chair
Another sh*tty day
Like a day of confinemеnt
Like a birthday day pa**ed the bar of thirty-five years
Honestly, what's the point?
A bit like me, nobody cares
When I'm gone, will they be sad?
Fill my gla** all the way 'cause it's half empty
Pessimistic? Not at all
Hmm help me
Hmm, I feel so alone
Hmm, leave me, it's my right to be depressed in my chair
There is hope for a glimmer
That tomorrow will be better but
But I'm sick of being depressed
And it depresses me to be fed up
And what's the use of waking me up?
I prefer to sleep all day if it's to live this nightmare
But why do I have more pain than the others
While the others have no problems?
Besides, isn't all that their fault
To these egotists with obscene happiness?
Hmm, help me (Hmm help me)
Hmm, I feel so alone (Hmm, I feel so alone)
Hmm, leave me, it's my right to be depressed in my chair
There is hope for a glimmer
That tomorrow will be better
But
When even outside the weather is gray
And besides inside too
There are days without days with, it will be without, I bet you
There's my poo that ended badly
I'm going to have to scrub for an hour and a half
And then I'm bored, it doesn't help
And as they say the misfortune of some, each his sh*t yes I understood
Hmm help me
Hmm I feel so alone
Hmm let me it's my right to be depressеd in my chair
Another sh*tty day
Like a day of confinemеnt
Like a birthday day pa**ed the bar of thirty-five years
Honestly, what's the point?
A bit like me, nobody cares
When I'm gone, will they be sad?
Fill my gla** all the way 'cause it's half empty
Pessimistic? Not at all
Hmm help me
Hmm, I feel so alone
Hmm, leave me, it's my right to be depressed in my chair
There is hope for a glimmer
That tomorrow will be better but
But I'm sick of being depressed
And it depresses me to be fed up
And what's the use of waking me up?
I prefer to sleep all day if it's to live this nightmare
But why do I have more pain than the others
While the others have no problems?
Besides, isn't all that their fault
To these egotists with obscene happiness?
Hmm, help me (Hmm help me)
Hmm, I feel so alone (Hmm, I feel so alone)
Hmm, leave me, it's my right to be depressed in my chair
There is hope for a glimmer
That tomorrow will be better
But
