Natasha Bedingfield - Unwritten
I am unwritten
Can't read my mind
I'm undefined
I'm just beginning
The pen's in my hand
Ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, oh
I break tradition
Sometimes my tries
Are outside the lines
We've been conditioned
To not make mistakes
But I can't live that way, no
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it inNatasha Bedingfield - Unwritten - http://motolyrics.com/natasha-bedingfield/unwritten-lyrics-french-translation.html
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
To the years where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
To the years where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
To the years where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
To the years where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
Natasha Bedingfield - Pas encore écrit (French translation)
Je suis une histoire pas encore écrite, on ne peut pas lire en moi, je suis indéfinie
Le stylo à la main, je commence à peine, que je finis sans rien avoir préparé
Toi qui es rivé sur la feuille blanche devant toi
Ouvre la fenêtre noire
Que le soleil illumine les mots que tu ne trouvais pas
Toi qui tentes de saisir quelque chose à l'horizon
Si proche que tu pourrais presque y goûter
Laisser aller tes inhibitions
Sens la pluie couler sur te peau
Ca personne ne peut le faire pour toiNatasha Bedingfield - Unwritten - http://motolyrics.com/natasha-bedingfield/unwritten-lyrics-french-translation.html
Seul toi peux l'absorber
Personne d'autre, personne d'autre
Ne peut pas dire les mots de tes lèvres
Innonde-toi de paroles jamais dites
Vis ta vie les bras grand ouverts
C'est à aujourd'hui que commence ton livre
Il ne reste qu'à écrire la suite
Oh, oh, oh
Je romps la tradition; dans mes tentatives il m'arrive de déborder des lignes
On a été formatés à s'interdire l'erreur, mais moi je ne peux pas vivre comme ça
(répét.)