Low Fi

Stereolab Low Fi Lyrics
1.Enivrez-vous

Il faut re toujours ivre. tout est l?:c'est l'unique question.
pour ne pas sentir l'horrible fardeau du temps qui brise vos
aules et vous penche vers la terre, il faut vous enivrer sans
Ve. mais de quoi ? de vin, de poie ou de vertu, ?votre guise.
mais enivrez-vous. et si quelquefois, sur les marches d'un
palais, sur l'herbe verte d'un foss? dans la solitude morne de
vot
Ambre, vous vous reillez, l'ivresse d?diminu ou disparue,
demandez au vent, ?la vague, ?l'oile, ?l'oiseau, ?l'horloge,
?tout ce qui fuit, ?tout ce qui git, ?tout c
Roule, ?tout ce qui chante, ?tout ce qui parle, demandez quelle
heure il est ; et le vent, la vague, l'oile, l'oiseau,
l'horloge, vous rondront:'il est l'heure de s'enivrer ! po
re pas les esclaves martyris du temps, enivrez-vous;
enivrez-vous sans cesse ! de vin, de poie ou de vertu, ?votre
guise.'

And the translation:
Get drunk!

One should always be drunk. that's all that matters: that's our
one imperative need. so as not to feel time's horrible burden
that breaks your shoulders and bows you down, you must get drunk
wit
Ceasing. but what with? with wine, with poetry, or with virtue,
as you choose. but get drunk. and if, at some time, on the steps
of a palace, in the green grass of a ditch, in the bleak
solitude
Our room, you are waking up when drunkeness has already abated,
ask the wind, the wave, a star, the clock, all that which flees,
all that which groans, all that which rolls, all that which
sings
That which speaks, ask them what time it is; and the wind, the
wave, the star, the bird, the clock will reply: 'it is time to
get drunk! so that you may not be the martyred slaves of time,
Drunk, get drunk, and never pause for rest! with wine, with
poetry, or with vitrtue, as you choose!'


2.Laisser-faire

It will come to us as a shock
But we're letting it happen
People with their carelessness
Governments with their laisser-faire
Are going to lead us straight into it
That's for sure

History will only repeat itself once more
The western world is going more and more right wing
Yearning for some sort of protection, too scared to do anythng
Not to take the path that's dragging us down, oh no
Remember it's in our power not to go down
I can feel it more and more
Within ten years we'll have a war


3.Low Fi

Petit homme aux cheveux d'or
Homme aux cheveux d'or

C'est l?qu'il a apparu
C'est l?qu'il a disparu
C'est l?qu'il a apparu
Et puis il a disparu

Si vous arrive de passer par l?Inutile de presser le pas
Attendez donc un peu
Attendez sous l'oile
Attendez donc un peu
Attendez sous l'oile

Si l'enfant.....aux cheveux d'or
S'il ne rond pas
Quand on l'interroge
Vous saurez bien qui il est
Vous saurez bien qui il est
Il croit qu'il est revenu
Il m'a pas laiss?tomber

Low fi (translation)
Little man with golden hair
Man with the golden hair

It's there he appeared
It's there he disappeared
It's there he appeared
And then he disappeared

If you happen to pass through there
It's useless to hurry
So wait a while
Wait beneath the star
So wait a while
Wait beneath the star

If the child......with the golden hair
If he doesn't answer
When you question him
You'll surely know who he is
You'll surely know who he is
He believes he has returned
He didn't let me down