LEARN LYRICS

I asked the moon

And the sun doesn't know

I showed it my burns

And the moon laughed at me

And since the sky didn't look proud

And I wasn't healing

I said to myself, 'what bad luck'

And besides, Coluche isn't here anymore

I asked the moon

Does France still want me

She told me, 'I'm not used to it'

'Taking care of cases like this'

And you and me

We were so sure

But sometimes we told ourselves

That if winter's harsh tomorrow

Will the restos still be there?

We didn't come to tell you

That all we need to do is sing

For a plate and a smile

It takes thousands of b*stards

We just came to tell you

That dreaming isn't enough

For a plate and a smile

It takes thousands of b*stards

I asked the moon

And the sun doesn't know

I showed it my burns

And the moon laughed at me

And since the sky didn't look proud

And I wasn't healing

I said to myself, what bad luck

And besides Coluche isn't here anymore

We don't ask for the moon

We don't ask for the moon

We don't ask for the moon

We don't ask for the moon

We don't ask for the moon

We don't ask for the moon