Added: Jul 26, 2008
From: daimn
Duration: 5:29
LARA IS BACK IN FALL OF 2008!-New classical-inspired pop album out by year end. -Fan Meet & Greet in Belgium in October; and Paris to follow. On the menu: photos, autographs, questions & answers, acoustic music. (Through Fan Club registration http://www.lara-fabian.fr )INTRO: A true stage dynamo, Lara always leaves the viewer breatless with her gutso delivery and evocative gestures. Nobody moves like her!! Here she sings one of her signature songs Je suis malade (I'm Mad) and demonstrates her talent as an actress of music. As she once said "I like putting myself in danger when I sing sometimes", she gives it her all and then some for the public here. It's both an inspiring and devastating moment to witness.Je suis malade (Serge Lama/Alice Donna)Unofficial Lyric Adaptation, by me David Man (**literal translation follows this text)I'M MADI don't have a dreamI don't have a hitI don't even have a nameIn the lost and foundLike a broken childI'm just a mess and I don't careI don't wanna liveI don't wanna giveWhy give when you're not thereI don't have a lifeAnd even the skiesTurn blue to grey When you're awayChorus:I feel truly madCompletely sick, really madJust like when mom was leaving meHopelessly crying in my bed all through the nightI feel truly madCompletely sick, really madNobody knows when you'll be homeAnd when you're home, I'm on my ownWhy do you treat me the way you doWhat did I doCould it be a sinCould it be I'm weakWhat is it I feel for youEvery single dayI will play the gamePretend I'm ok when they're aroundI'm drunk through and through Oh it's nothing newYou know, nights're the enemyWhen I close my eyesIt's still you I findThere's no hiding place, you're everywhereChorus:I feel truly madCompletely sick, really madI am a bird under your skyI'm burning like an infernoWithout a sparkI feel truly madCompletely sick, really madBecause of you I'm lost for wordsBecause of you I'm without songAnd yet I know I had it allBefore your touchWhat more can I do ?I feel like a fool Here in the dark, by the radioSoon I will be downAlone in the night Singing over and over these crazy wordsChorus:I feel truly madCompletely sick, truly madJust like when mom was leaving meHopelessly crying in my bed all through the nightI feel truly madThat's right...I'm mad!Because of you I'm lost for wordsBecause of you I'm out of touchAnd now my heart is going wild..wildI swear I'm gonna fly up highThat's right... my heart is truly mad**Note, this is an adaptation, not a literal translation (word for word), which means liberties were took as far as rendering the text to conserve measure & rhymes, but the general idea of the lyric is still there.Another note : The word "malade" in French has several meanings; one being "sick" (as in illness)...the other being "sick in the head" (as in being mad, deranged or crazy). It's the second meaning that is rendered in this adaptation.Literal Translation (by 123marieee)I Am Ill I don't dream anymoreI don't smoke anymoreI don't even have a story anymoreI am unclean without youI am ugly without youI am like an orphan in a dormitory I don't want to liveMy life anymoreMy life stops when you leaveI no longer have my lifeAnd even my bedTransform into a train stationWhen you go awayI am ill, completely ill,Like when my mother went out at nightAnd left me alone with my despair I am ill, perfectly illNo-one knows where you go when you leaveNo-one knows when you will turn up againAnd it'll soon be almost two yearsYou've not given a damnLike to a rockLike to a sinI'm hooked on youI'm tiredI'm exhaustedOf pretending to be happy when they're thereI drink every night And every whiskeyThey all taste the same to meAnd all the boats carry your flagI don't know where to go anymore, you're everywhere I am ill, completely illI shed my blood in your bodyAnd I'm like a dead bird when you're asleepI am ill, perfectly illYou have deprived me of all my melodiesYou have emptied me of all my wordsBut I had talent before you came alongThis love is killing meAnd it goes on and onI will die alone with myselfClose to my radio Like a silly kidListening to my own voice that will sing I am ill, completely ill,Like when my mother went out at nightAnd left me alone with my despairI am ill, perfectly illYou have deprived me of all my melodiesYou have emptied me of all my wordsAnd my heart is completely illSurrounded by barricades, you hear, I'm ill
Channel: Music
Tags: broadway fabian josh lama lara opera serge turner
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