Sweater Weather Lyrics - Scott Bradlee & Postmodern Jukebox

Je ne suis qu'une femme 

Je veux le monde entre mes mains 

Je déteste la plage 

Mais je reste debout 

Avec mes orteils dans le sable 

Use the sleeves of my sweater 

Let's have an adventure 

Head in the clouds but my gravity's centred 

Touch my neck and I'll touch yours 

You in those little high-waisted shorts, oh 

She knows what I think about 

And what I think about 

One love, two mouths 

One love, one house 

No shirt, no blouse 

Just us, you'll find out 

Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no 

Il fait trop froid 

Pour toi ici et maintenant 

Alors, laisse-moi tenir 

Tes mains dans les trous de mon pull 

And if I may just take your breath away 

I don't mind if there's not much to say 

Sometimes the silence guides our minds 

So move to a place so far away, yeah 

The goose bumps start to raise 

The minute that my left hand meets your face 

And then I touch your face 

Put my finger on your tongue 

'Cause you love to taste yeah 

Ces cœurs adorent 

Tout le monde les autres battent plus forts 

Inside this place is warm 

Outside it starts to pour 

Coming down 

One love, one house 

No shirt, no blouse 

Just us, you find out 

Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no, no, no 

'Cause it's too cold 

For you here 

So now let me hold 

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater 

(Whistle) 

'Cause it's too cold 

For you here 

So now, let me hold 

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater 

The holes of my sweater