Manic Street Preachers, “La tristesse durera (Scream to a sigh)”

 

Life has been unfaithful / And it all promised so, so much / I am a relic / I am just a petrified cry / Wheeled out once a year, a cenotaph souvenir / The applause nails down my silence

La tristesse durera / Scream to a sigh, to a sigh / La tristesse durera / Scream to a sigh, to a sigh

I see liberals / I am just a fashion accessory / People send postcards / And they all hope I’m feeling well / I retreat into self-pity, it’s so easy / Where they patronise my misery

La tristesse durera / Scream to a sigh, to a sigh / La tristesse durera / Scream to a sigh, to a sigh…

I sold my medal, it paid a bill / It sells at market stalls / Parades Milan catwalks / Oh, the sadness will never go / Will never go away / Baby, it’s here to stay

La tristesse durera / Scream to a sigh, to a sigh

[By Richey Edwards – Nicky Wire – James Dean Bradfield – Sean Moore © Columbia Records – Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, 1993]