Monday, Monday

The Mamas and the Papas

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Intro : (a cappella) Ba-da, ba-da-da-da Ba-da, ba-da-da-da Ba-da, ba-da-da-da Monday, Monday (ba-da, ba-da-da-da) So good to me (ba-da, ba-da-da-da) Monday mornin', it was all I hoped it would be Oh, Monday mornin', Monday mornin'couldn't guarantee (ba-da, ba-da-da-da) That Monday evenin'you would still be here with me. Monday, Monday, can't trust that day Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turn out that way Oh, Monday mornin'you gave me no warnin'of what was to be Oh, Monday, Monday, how could you leave and not take me. Every other day (every other day), every other day Every other day of the week is fine, yeah But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes A-you can find me cryin'all the time. Monday, Monday (ba-da, ba-da-da-da) So good to me (ba-da, ba-da-da-da) Monday mornin', it was all I hoped it would be Oh, Monday mornin', Monday mornin'couldn't guarantee That Monday evenin'you would still be here with me. Every other day, every other day Every other day of the week is fine, yeah But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes You can find me cryin'all of the time. Monday, Monday... Every other day... Monday, Monday (ba-da, ba-da-da-da) Can't trust that day (ba-da, ba-da-da-da) Monday, Monday (ba-da, ba-da-da-da) It just turns out that way (ba-da, ba-da-da-da) Whoa, Moday, Monday, won't go away (ba-da, ba-da-da-da) Monday, Monday, it's here to stay (ba-da, ba-da-da-da) Oh, Monday, Monday (ba-da, ba-da-da-da) Oh, Monday, Monday (ba-da, ba-da-da-da)

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La chanson évoque la relation particulière que l'on entretient avec le lundi, cette journée souvent redoutée. Elle parle des promesses d'un matin de lundi qui, malgré ses bonnes intentions, peut rapidement tourner au désenchantement. On ressent une sorte de nostalgie et de tristesse face à l'incertitude que ce jour peut engendrer, surtout lorsque l'on réalise que la présence des êtres chers n'est pas garantie. Dans le contexte de la vie quotidienne, le lundi représente le retour à la routine après le week-end, ce qui peut être difficile à accepter. Les paroles reflètent cette ambivalence entre les espoirs et les réalités, mettant en lumière la fragilité des sentiments que l'on éprouve face aux changements inévitables de la vie.

Le Chansonnier