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Translation
The scavengers
There is a lot of people in Pierre Charon Street
It's two AM , the robbery badly ended
I got a bullet in the belly and another in the lung
I lived in Sarcelles , I end up on the Champs-Elysées
I see the whole France from the depths of my darkness
The scavengers are there , Death doesn't come alone
I have the human dumbness as a funeral oration
The gaze of the curious people as my sole shroud
It's well done in your face
You were just a little scumbag
We won't mourn for you
It's well done for your face
The baker of the neighborhood left his shop
To come and spit on my already cold body
He says : " I'm not racist , yet these Arabs
Each time there is a crime , they're in for it "
" Me , sir, I had done the Indochina War "
Says a retired paratrooper to a handful of careerists
" They're hoodlums, they're worse than the Vietminh
You have to shoot them first and to discuss afterward "
It's well done for your face
You were just a little scumbag
We won't mourn for you
It's well done for your face
The hoodlums around are surely gonna get lynched
If they keep saying that the cops are murderers
That we all remain human beings even as gangsters
And that my execution was in no way legitimate
" And if they had took your mother or your brother ? "
Says another fascist father to a young hoodlum
" And if it was your son lying down here
With his nose in his misery " the youngster finally says
It's well done for your face
You were just a little scumbag
We won't mourn for you
It's well done for your face
And Mister Barfly keeps going on in his delirium
Persuaded that my soul is already in Hell
That the cops were too kind , I deserved more
I well hope that in Hell I will meet these bastards again
I am not a hero , I got what I did deserved
I don't have to complain , I am almost lucky
When I think about my mate who is only injured
And will ends up his days in the shadow of a gallows
She is less than 17, this crying girl
Thinking that next to her feet lays a dead man
Whether he is a cop or a gangster, her decency
Doesn't care at all , her few tears warm my body
There is a lot of people in Pierre Charon Street
It's two AM , my blood is going to the gutter
It is the blood of a gangster who dreamed of millions
I now have millions of stars in the depth of my tomb
I now have millions of stars in the depth of my tomb
Thunderoad✕
Renaud: Top 3
| 1. | Mistral gagnant |
| 2. | Manhattan-Kaboul |
| 3. | Laisse béton |
Idioms from "Les Charognards"
| 1. | ta gueule! |
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