Francis Cabrel - Tête saoule (English translation)

English translation

Drunk head

Drunk head
Under the thatched roof
Drunk from too little work
And the world collapsing all around
The way of life derailing
Baby curled up on the shoulders
And the others in a mess all around
 
Drunk head
And the scrap metal roof
Just four chickens as cattle
Beers rolling underfoot
The telly blaring in the corner
Where the pretty lady wraps herself
In her pretty pullover
 
Depending on whether you’re born in the mud
Or on the right side of the tracks
Tomorrow can be warm and cool
Or otherwise a nightmare
 
Drunk head
Under the thatched roof
Sick of seeing all the brats blubbering
And everyone around living the good life
Fortunes sheltered by strong walls
That one moves away at the slightest swell
With a little flick of the fan
 
Drunk head
Under the scrap metal roof
Drunk from too little work
Starts to weave his balaclava
Start to talk of battle
Training to target the light bulbs
That sit in state above the gateways
Depending on whether you’re born in the mud
Or on the right side of the tracks
Tomorrow can be warm and cool
Or otherwise a nightmare
 
Under the sheet metal, under branches
Half the world makes do
Under the roofs that the rain pierces
And that’s the law of business
Under metals sheets, under branches
 
Submitted by Gavier on Thu, 03/08/2017 - 15:03
French

Tête saoule

Comments
petit élève    Thu, 24/08/2017 - 12:18

I cannot agree more with this explanation of the bouts of mindless violence that seem to shake our brave new world.