Disco · TWOLODY ORIGINALS
The Man who Sold Sunsets
“The Man who Sold Sunsets” brings together English and French. Its musical genre is Disco.
Lyrics & translation ↓
English ↔ French
About this song
The first paired lines are “Charcoal dust on a cupped palm” and “Poussière de charbon au creux de ma main”. Read the complete lyrics in both languages below, then follow the same phrases in the player.
A street artist sells sketches of sunsets to pay for his daughter's trip. Classic disco hit, 118 BPM, dancing bass guitar, four-on-the-floor drums, bright strings, funky rhythm guitar, hook-filled chorus
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Two languages. One melody.
Lyrics & translation
Verse
Charcoal dust on a cupped palm
Poussière de charbon au creux de ma main
Drawing light while the air is calm
Dessinant la lumière quand l'air est calme
Every orange streak is a dollar saved
Chaque trait orange est un dollar mis de côté
Against the sidewalk where dreams are paved
Contre le trottoir où les rêves sont pavés
Chorus
Sketches of the sky for her flight
Esquisses du ciel pour son envolée
Turning the day into her night
Transformant le jour en sa nuit
Sketches of the sky for her flight
Esquisses du ciel pour son envolée
I sell the sun so she can fly
Je vends le soleil pour qu'elle s'envole
Verse
Paris calls from a glossy page
Paris l'appelle d'une page glacée
She is coming of a restless age
Elle arrive à un âge d'agitation
Smearing clouds with a steady hand
Barbouillant les nuages d'une main sûre
To send her to a distant land
Pour l'envoyer vers une terre lointaine
Chorus
Sketches of the sky for her flight
Esquisses du ciel pour son envolée
Turning the day into her night
Transformant le jour en sa nuit
Sketches of the sky for her flight
Esquisses du ciel pour son envolée
I sell the sun so she can fly
Je vends le soleil pour qu'elle s'envole
Bridge
The tin cup rattles in the wind
Le gobelet en fer s'agite au vent
By her smile I am richly fed
Par son sourire je suis richement nourri
Chorus
Sketches of the sky for her flight
Esquisses du ciel pour son envolée
Turning the day into her night
Transformant le jour en sa nuit
Sketches of the sky for her flight
Esquisses du ciel pour son envolée
I sell the sun so she can fly
Je vends le soleil pour qu'elle s'envole
