In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Allongée sur son lit rêveuse elle sourit
La vieille dame jadis aguicheuse perd la vie
Sûr ce soir c'est son dernier lit
Demain c'est sûr sera sans elle
La mort lui susurre d'être en dentelles
De bonne augure pour l'éternel
La mort lui murmure sa ritournelle
Elle s'allonge un verre blanc d'absinthe à la main
Son amant attend son absente pour demain
Sûr ce soir c'est son dernier lit
Demain c'est sûr sera sans elle
La mort lui murmure "vous êtes si belle"
Au nom du Père, du Saint Esprit
Ferme les paupières rejoins la nuit
La vieille dame jadis aguicheuse perd la vie
Sûr ce soir c'est son dernier lit
Demain c'est sûr sera sans elle
La mort lui susurre d'être en dentelles
De bonne augure pour l'éternel
La mort lui murmure sa ritournelle
Elle s'allonge un verre blanc d'absinthe à la main
Son amant attend son absente pour demain
Sûr ce soir c'est son dernier lit
Demain c'est sûr sera sans elle
La mort lui murmure "vous êtes si belle"
Au nom du Père, du Saint Esprit
Ferme les paupières rejoins la nuit
Lyrics submitted by bjorkellina
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