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Translation
First Floor
[Verse 1]
I live on the 3rd floor, and my female neighbor signals to me from across the hall1
On the 2nd, my neighbor drinks a bit, the madman beats his wife
On the 4th, my neighbor has mood swings, I believe she's schizophrenic
Across the hall it's joyful, Aziz just got out of prison
On the 5th and 6th, the floor is shared by Portuguese and Senegalese people
On the 1st, Julie and Marine talk about guys, as usual they have a hard time
On the ground floor, the guard yells and lectures the kids next door
Welcome to my hood2
Friend3, welcome to my hood
Here we hang out under the lobby, but we don't mention it
We sell drugs4, we sell retail in order to go to Maldives
Sometimes there's a search in the morning5 but we don't mention it
Loads of stuff hidden under the mattress, but we don't mention it
Our photo's taken by the paparazzi
Jail, I won't be going there
On the bench of the accused, there won't be any places left to sit
Let's go sell on our quest
Don't worry, I've placed look-outs in the hood
We've committed various crimes
Create a distraction and speak nonsense to them
We know what he's made of
In the hood, friend, we know what they're selling
We know what you're doing
We know what you say
We know who's who8
It's my hood, and as for me, I like it
Even if it's not a ghetto in LA
Not sure if time will leave us be
We could lose our lives by the arms of the Middle East9
[Refrain]
Life follows its course like a stream
I turn in circles and lose reason
No longer hope on the horizon
Am I weakening? Eh oh, oh
Am I weakening? Eh oh, oh
[Bridge]
We smoke until we're out of our minds
These grams burn us, man
Our tragedies have no limit
No need to show off
Big guy, there's a contract over your head, and we'll knock you off
[Refrain]
Life follows its course like a stream
I turn in circles and lose reason
No longer hope on the horizon
Am I weakening? Eh oh, oh
Am I weakening? Eh oh, oh
[Verse 2]
She lives on the 2nd in an apartment
She wants to clear out of here
She's divorced and it's not the first man, friend, who has disappointed her
I'm the mother of two kids, a little traumatized, my husband used to beat me
My tears are bills, many fractures and it kills, it's certain that I'm fed up
See here, dad left, there was no longer money to buy chocolate spread
Waking up early in the morning, starved for attention, I hear the tires squeal
Starved of esteem, fallen angels sink in the void
In our worries, our unconscious hangs around the bench of suicide
We were written into poverty, vice, and danger
I chose to change my path
Moving to Plan B, from now on I'm letting go of the drugs
[Bridge]
Am I weakening? Eh oh, oh
Am I weakening? Eh oh, eh oh
Am I weakening? Eh oh
Am I weakening?
[Refrain]
Life follows its course like a stream
I turn in circles and lose all reason
A high hope is on the horizon
On the horizon, on the horizon, on the horizon
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Keblack: Top 3
| 1. | Tchop |
| 2. | Complètemment sonné |
| 3. | Bazardée |
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About translator
This is a rough translation that I came up using my own knowledge of French, as well as several sources including Genius, Collins French Dictionary, and trusty ol' Wikipedia. I am unclear on some of the slang (especially in the bridge), but I provided my best approximations. Please leave suggestions, clarifications, and corrections in the comments to help me improve and strengthen this translation - I really love this song, and it deserves an English translation that captures the essence of the original.