I've Seen That Face Before (Libertango)

I've Seen That Face Before (Libertango)

I've Seen That Face Before (Libertango)

Strange, I’ve seen that face beforeStrange, I’ve seen that face before
Seen him hanging ’round my doorSeen him hanging ’round my door
Like a hawk stealing for the preyLike a hawk stealing for the prey
Like the night waiting for the dayLike the night waiting for the day

Strange, he shadows me back homeStrange, he shadows me back home
Footsteps echo on the stonesFootsteps echo on the stones
Rainy nights on hausmann boulevardRainy nights on hausmann boulevard
Parisian music drifting from the barsParisian music drifting from the bars

What are you looking forTu cherches quoi
To meet deathA rencontrer la mort
Who do you think you areTu te prends pour qui
You also hate lifeToi aussi tu détestes la vie

Dance in bars and restaurantsDance in bars and restaurants
Home with anyone who wantsHome with anyone who wants
Strange, he’s standing there aloneStrange, he’s standing there alone
Staring eyes chill me to the boneStaring eyes chill me to the bone

In his room, Joel and his suitcaseDans sa chambre, joel et sa valise
A look at his clothesUn regard sur ses fringues
On the walls, photos, without regret, without melodramaSur les murs, des photos, sans regret, sans mélo
The door is slammed, Joel is locked outLa porte est claquée, joel est barré