video featuring Roser Montlló Guberna song from the album "TRUTH and COMMON DECENCY" (2025) Lou Gala, Raphaèle Bouchard: backing vocals Tatiana Mladenovitch: drums, animals T. Hakola: vocals, guitars, bass, organ... contact/info: http://theohakola.com
LA VIE EST BELLE
La vie est belle, life is grand I want to hang on to it as long as I can Elle est belle, la vie, a beautiful thing Oh life, ‘tis of thee that I now sing
Life is a blast, oh, how I do love it How I want it to keep on a-going Want the blood of those I love to ever be quick safe from harm, forever warm and flowing
Got me all the clothes I need to wear and almost all the air I need to breathe Immune to despair, I no longer much care ‘bout any untrue loves I did once bereave
I’m hardly ever hungry and rarely too cold I sleep where I want and I’ll never grow old Oh, I love life more than I could ever say No chance in hell I’ll give it up one day
La vie est belle, life is grand I want to hang on to it as long as I can Elle est belle, la vie, a beautiful thing Ô la vie, ‘tis of thee that I now sing
Like a new pair of shoes, this song’s a fix for the blues Like mad waves of booze and cascades of good news Blissfully impervious to inequality exploding it’s cheerfully oblivous to our moral fiber eroding
This song won’t be decrying MAGA taking root, a waterscape dying or Russia’s rape of Ukraine This song won’t stoop to smite any low-hanging fruit or give a hoot ‘bout the plight of the old whooping crane
And while my homeland auditions for a nazi wet dream I’ll track the gods and magicians of some basketball team As for my likeness in the attic that’s now a decaying meme, an aging cliché queen, well, I’ll keep it at bay with a hand… from my old friend Jim Beam
I don’t have love or even a dog, but at least don’t have to believe in God and it’s not the first time and won’t be the last that I pop that rhyme as I try to cast a net over all the good that sparkles, any virtue that makes us glow and reel it in to warm the cockles and bones of my impious soul Yes, I’m reaching for all that might be inspiring, striving to blithely forget how our mother earth is now expiring and how her killers we all do abet
La vie est belle, life is grand I’ll keep it in my clutches as long as I can Elle est belle, la vie, a beautiful thing Oh, life, ‘tis of thee that I now sing
La vie est belle, life is grand How deep it touches, more than I can stand Like a bell, does she, in my heart now ring God, let her be forever and ever… let her be never-ending
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