If your French does not go beyond “Je ne comprend Français” then take it from us; Denimwoods’ heart is shattered and is subject to condemnation simply because there no reassembling the mosaic.
Without losing the song’s original essence, he gives Tayc’s Moi, Je Prouve (I Do Prove) a pristine facelift, and now we’re all taking French lessons. Both the original song and the cover are as calm as a retiree now living the life of Riley. Tayc’s vocals are slightly more vitreous and refined but that’s something we won’t hold against Denimwoods.
Deminwoods emulates every emotion from Tayc’s performance, so convincingly that we believe that he too is hurting, and has a friend called CJ. But of course, we’re well aware this could be a calculated career move to expand on his audience.
If Google Translate is the girl she thinks she is, then this song is about a relationship that was always bound to fail, simply because someone was not playing their part. Sounding familiar?