| Song | Rainbow |
| Artist | Emilie Simon |
| Album | The Big Machine |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Ché:] | |
| High flying, adored | |
| So young, the instant queen | |
| A rich beautiful thing of all the talents | |
| A cross between | |
| A fantasy of the bedroom and a saint | |
| You were just a backstreet girl | |
| Hustling and fighting | |
| Scratching and biting | |
| High flying, adored | |
| Did you believe in your wildest moments | |
| All this would be yours? | |
| That you'd become the lady of them all? | |
| Were there stars in your eyes | |
| When you crawled in at night | |
| From the bars, from the sidewalks | |
| From the gutter theatrical? | |
| Don't look down | |
| It's a long long way to fall | |
| High flying, adored | |
| what happens now? Where do you go from here? | |
| For someone on top of the world | |
| The view is not exactly clear | |
| A shame you did it all at twenty-six | |
| There are no mysteries now | |
| Nothing can thrill you | |
| No one fulfill you | |
| High flying, adored | |
| I hope you come to terms with boredom | |
| So famous so easily, so soon | |
| It's not the wisest thing to be | |
| You don't care if they love you | |
| It's been done before | |
| You despair if they hate you | |
| You'll be drained of all energy | |
| All the young who've made it | |
| Would agree | |
| [Eva:] | |
| High flying, adored | |
| That's good to hear, but unimportant | |
| My story's quite usual | |
| Local girl makes good, weds famous man | |
| I was stuck in the right place | |
| At the perfect time | |
| Filled a gap, I was lucky | |
| But one thing I'll say for me | |
| No one else can fill it like I can |
| Che: | |
| High flying, adored | |
| So young, the instant queen | |
| A rich beautiful thing of all the talents | |
| A cross between | |
| A fantasy of the bedroom and a saint | |
| You were just a backstreet girl | |
| Hustling and fighting | |
| Scratching and biting | |
| High flying, adored | |
| Did you believe in your wildest moments | |
| All this would be yours? | |
| That you' d become the lady of them all? | |
| Were there stars in your eyes | |
| When you crawled in at night | |
| From the bars, from the sidewalks | |
| From the gutter theatrical? | |
| Don' t look down | |
| It' s a long long way to fall | |
| High flying, adored | |
| what happens now? Where do you go from here? | |
| For someone on top of the world | |
| The view is not exactly clear | |
| A shame you did it all at twentysix | |
| There are no mysteries now | |
| Nothing can thrill you | |
| No one fulfill you | |
| High flying, adored | |
| I hope you come to terms with boredom | |
| So famous so easily, so soon | |
| It' s not the wisest thing to be | |
| You don' t care if they love you | |
| It' s been done before | |
| You despair if they hate you | |
| You' ll be drained of all energy | |
| All the young who' ve made it | |
| Would agree | |
| Eva: | |
| High flying, adored | |
| That' s good to hear, but unimportant | |
| My story' s quite usual | |
| Local girl makes good, weds famous man | |
| I was stuck in the right place | |
| At the perfect time | |
| Filled a gap, I was lucky | |
| But one thing I' ll say for me | |
| No one else can fill it like I can |
| Ché: | |
| High flying, adored | |
| So young, the instant queen | |
| A rich beautiful thing of all the talents | |
| A cross between | |
| A fantasy of the bedroom and a saint | |
| You were just a backstreet girl | |
| Hustling and fighting | |
| Scratching and biting | |
| High flying, adored | |
| Did you believe in your wildest moments | |
| All this would be yours? | |
| That you' d become the lady of them all? | |
| Were there stars in your eyes | |
| When you crawled in at night | |
| From the bars, from the sidewalks | |
| From the gutter theatrical? | |
| Don' t look down | |
| It' s a long long way to fall | |
| High flying, adored | |
| what happens now? Where do you go from here? | |
| For someone on top of the world | |
| The view is not exactly clear | |
| A shame you did it all at twentysix | |
| There are no mysteries now | |
| Nothing can thrill you | |
| No one fulfill you | |
| High flying, adored | |
| I hope you come to terms with boredom | |
| So famous so easily, so soon | |
| It' s not the wisest thing to be | |
| You don' t care if they love you | |
| It' s been done before | |
| You despair if they hate you | |
| You' ll be drained of all energy | |
| All the young who' ve made it | |
| Would agree | |
| Eva: | |
| High flying, adored | |
| That' s good to hear, but unimportant | |
| My story' s quite usual | |
| Local girl makes good, weds famous man | |
| I was stuck in the right place | |
| At the perfect time | |
| Filled a gap, I was lucky | |
| But one thing I' ll say for me | |
| No one else can fill it like I can |