Star - Serge Lama

Avoir toujours le tein blafard force de se coucher tard

Voil ce que c’est d’tre star

Etre toujours de bonne humeur, quel que soit le moment et l’heure

Et mme si tu as le cafard

Tes faiblesses et puis tes excs, a fera partie de ton succs

a se nourrit de tout, la gloire

Tu seras comme un animal, bloui sur ton pidestal

Comme un lapin pris dans un phare, voil ce que c’est d’tre star.

Entre le noble et le vulgaire, tu devras choisir ta frontire

Entre Passy et les Boul’vards

Les copains que t’aimais le mieux te sacrifieront leurs jeux

De mots, d’amour ou de billard

T’abandonnant aux inconnus qui agit’ront leurs mains tendues

Comme sur le quai d’une gare

Et devant ce troupeau hurleur, tu connatras le grande peur

Noue en toi comme un mouchoir, voil ce que c’est qu’tre star.

Plutt qu’un bonheur sans histoire, entre une chaise et une armoire

Si tu t’obstines tre star

Des filles au cњur brlant d’espoir te traqueront matin et soir

Simplement pour t’apercevoir

Mais toi tu n’en verras aucune car tu seras amoureux d’une

Qui se foutra bien de ta gloire

Une qui restera de pierre devant les mots que d’autres esprent

Au point qu’elle te fera croire que c’est elle qui est devenue star

Voil ce que c’est qu’tre star.

Always having a pale complexion forces you to go to bed late

This is what it's like to be a star

Always be in a good mood, whatever the moment and the hour

And even if you have the blues

Your weaknesses and then your excesses will be part of your success

has fed on everything, glory

You'll be like an animal, dazzled on your pedestal

Like a rabbit caught in a lighthouse, that's what it's like to be a star.

Between the noble and the vulgar, you will have to choose your border

Between Passy and the Boul'vards

The friends you loved the best will sacrifice their games to you

Of words, of love or of billiards

Abandoning yourself to strangers who will wave their outstretched hands

Like on a station platform

And before this screaming herd, you will know the great fear

Tied inside you like a handkerchief, that's what it's like to be a star.

Rather than an uneventful happiness, between a chair and a wardrobe

If you persist tre star

Girls with hearts burning with hope will hunt you down morning and night

Just to see you

But you won't see any 'cause you'll be in love with one

Who will give a damn about your glory

One that will stand stone before the words others hope for

To the point that she will make you believe that she is the one who became a star

That's what it's like to be a star.