La mer aurait d’ être belle

La soleil brille haut dans le ciel

Mais je suis comme èchouè 

Tel une èpave toute rouillèe

Je peux á peine soulever les ailes

Toutes noircies! Mes plus si belles

Je me sens si emprisonnè

Enveloppé dans cette chappe

Should I worry about today? Are these things that I can change? 

How much should I plan? 

Should I stay? 

No matter where I go 

I feel something holding on  

Where can I find the strength to  

fly on? 

Lorsque le Soleil s'est levé

Une main est venu me sauver

J’ai alors pu déployer mes ailes

Alors libéré, j’ai décollé

I won’t worry about today  

These things I cannot change 

And I don’t have to plan 

And I know you’ll be holding on long after I’m done with this song 

And you’ll always give me the strength to 

fly on 

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English Version

The Oiled Seagull 

The sea should have been beautiful 

The sun shines high in the sky 

But I am stranded like a rusty wreck 

I can barely lift my wings 

All black! My beautiful feathers 

I feel so imprisoned 

Wrapped in this oil screed 

Should I worry about today? Are these things that I can change? 

How much should I plan? 

Should I stay? 

No matter where I go 

I feel something holding on  

Where can I find the strength to  

fly on? 

But one morning when the sun rose 

I saw the hand of the one who came to save me 

He cleaned me, then my wings I could deploy 

It was hard to believe- I was released 

I won’t worry about today  

These things I cannot change 

And I don’t have to plan 

And I know you’ll be holding on long after I’m done with this song 

And you’ll always give me the strength to 

fly on 

 

Written on an OM arts trip to France, by Elise Ha and J

To read an article about the writing of this song, CLICK HERE

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