Bon Idée
Regina Spektor"Bon Idée" is a song by Regina Spektor, released in 2024 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:42 long and contains 29 lines and 231 words.
Lyrics
0:00Bon Idėe - Regina Spektor
0:00Love love love love love love love love
0:06Love love love love love love love love
0:25Don't tell your secrets to anyone
0:31Because ideas are vulnerable
0:38As soon as you say your idea out loud
0:45Then it can go and live on its own
0:51And you will miss it oh so much
0:58And you will wait for its return
1:04And you will wish it were your own
1:11But ideas that left never come back home
1:25Don't tell your mother that you are afraid
1:32Don't tell your lover that your heart might break
1:39Don't tell your gods that you no longer believe
1:45Because as soon as you say it out loud they will leave you
1:52And you will miss them oh so bad
1:59And you will wait for their return
2:05And you will wish they were your own
2:12But gods that have left you will never grace your home
2:27Love love love love love love love love
2:33Love love love love love love love love
2:54Don't tell your secrets to anyone
3:01Because ideas are vulnerable
3:09As soon as you say your ideas out loud
3:15Then they can go and live on their own without you
3:22And you will miss them oh so bad
3:29And you will wait for their return
3:35And you will wish they were your own
3:42But ideas that left will never come back home
Bon Idėe - Regina Spektor Love love love love love love love love Love love love love love love love love Don't tell your secrets to anyone Because ideas are vulnerable As soon as you say your idea out loud Then it can go and live on its own And you will miss it oh so much And you will wait for its return And you will wish it were your own But ideas that left never come back home Don't tell your mother that you are afraid Don't tell your lover that your heart might break Don't tell your gods that you no longer believe Because as soon as you say it out loud they will leave you And you will miss them oh so bad And you will wait for their return And you will wish they were your own But gods that have left you will never grace your home Love love love love love love love love Love love love love love love love love Don't tell your secrets to anyone Because ideas are vulnerable As soon as you say your ideas out loud Then they can go and live on their own without you And you will miss them oh so bad And you will wait for their return And you will wish they were your own But ideas that left will never come back home
Translation
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