Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Wild spring, raging in my street
April, please, lower your gun
Cold wind, nude branches on the trees
April, please, help me to run
[Verse 2]
Running in the nature
Away from the past
Pretty as a picture
I'm cheering up so fast
[Verse 3]
Grey steam, waving on my street
April, please, lower your gun
Blurred dreams, playing on repeat
April, please, help me to run
[Verse 4]
Running in the nature
And away from the past
Pretty as a picture
I'm cheering up so fast
[Verse 5]
Running in the nature
Away from the past
Pretty as a picture
I'm cheering up so fast
[Verse 6]
A child swing, hanging from my tree
My dear friend, you've been the one
Large fields, unexplored lovely things
April, please, help me to run
Written by: Antoine Toustou, Arnaud de Bosredon Combrailles, Charles Delaporte, Hugues Payen de la Garanderie, Manuela Rivière
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out