The mother of the lost childrens (La mère des enfants perdus)

traducción al Inglés

The mother of the lost childrens

I'm the one who welcomes
The kids in need of love who end up being in my world
Those who dwell without parents presence
Kids from destroyed families, chose me as their mother to have brothers
I become the one with who they stay all the time
And they're proud to be one of my sons
They wear my mark & colours from now on
They have to prove me they deserve to be in my ranks
To prove me, while proving their brothers
That they have balls, provoking Hell
They could 'flesh out' their palmares
To feed the pact, until they lose themselves into their own prowess
I taught them that there's no goodness or evilness
There're only weaks and strongs : an animal instinct
Because in my veins is flowing the jungle
Here it's everyone for himself...
And everyone attacks the one who'll moan
 
I am the street
I am the street, the lost childrens' mother
Who are disputing between my 'vices' and my 'righteousness'
I am the street
The one who teaches you to trick
Come and lose yourself in my world
I am the street
I am the street, the lost childrens' mother
Who are disputing between my 'vices' and my 'righteousness'
I am the street
The one who teaches you to trick
Come and lose yourself in my world
 
C'mon, you chose me as your mother when you wandered around
Stay with me, quit school and i'll teach you the 'resourcefulness'
You have no place in their world, but here i give you one,
Keep it, from cement you can make a fortune
Act like a king, the leftovers will arrive
I'm with you but you have to "honour" the pact, remember :
I'll teach you the agility to overcome luck
I've composed the song where the Devil is the master
Orphan i will give you sensations
Like jerrycan of adrenalin, to satisfy your temptations
-Your parents- will curse me, so without any escuses (1)
You will make them suffer for me, i'll be the issue of your quarells, ME
I who welcome you open-armed if you leave home
Come, i'll give you lots of money and many buddies
Who'll be your mate, your bothers
Because my blinded sons it is willingly that you'll sink into my vices
 
I am the street
I am the street, the lost childrens' mother
Who are disputing between my 'vices' and my 'righteousness'
I am the street
The one who teaches you to trick
Come and lose yourself in my world
I am the street
I am the street, the lost childrens' mother
Who are disputing between my 'vices' and my 'righteousness'
I am the street
The one who teaches you to trick
Come and lose yourself in my world
 
To be promoted, that's "steal, deal, rob" (2)
Don't worry, it helps you to build your malice
But realise that if you get arrested you won't be worthy anymore
You'll be all alone, My sons are plentiful
But even in jail, you'll be proud to be one of my sons
I who threw your life away, by moulding you in my world
I hijacked you from yours, your family and studies
Yet you sing and praise me, some people even rap about me
You're good to convince the indecisive ones, who doubt my properties
I am the diabolical mother of the lost childrens
Some died so young, is this so hard to believe?
Dead for the honour, for the pact, dead for my glory!
I'm the street, without any scruple and heart
I feed myself from these lost souls, so young and in pain
In need of love, i am the only recource of these kids in pain
Don't let your childrens wander around, otherwise they will become mine !
 
I am the street
I am the street, the lost childrens' mother
Who are disputing between my 'vices' and my 'righteousness'
I am the street
The one who teaches you to trick
Come and lose yourself in my world
I am the street
I am the street, the lost childrens' mother
Who are disputing between my 'vices' and my 'righteousness'
I am the street
The one who teaches you to trick
Come and lose yourself in my world
 
The street raises and kills you
It's not your mother and if you die, it'll have other childrens
Death or prison
Don't let him search elsewhere, the love that should be in your eyes
 
The street raises and kills you
It's not your mother and if you die, it'll have other childrens
Death or prison
Don't let him search elsewhere, the love that should be in your eyes
 
Publicado por tonysan el Dom, 26/09/2010 - 11:26
Comentarios del autor:

(1) You can be an orphan of one parent... or you can have "other" parents
(2) Of course, to deal = to sell drugs. I realized a lot of anglophones did not understand it. It's because in french we call the activity of a dealer (drug seller) to "deal".

That song isn't to "promote" the "evil street" but to show what the fuck is going wrong, and to say that you shouldn't be a part of it.

Updated and corrected.
03/12/2010
20/01/2011 - Corrected many things, too much broken english lol
12/03/2011 - Corrected some grammar issues...
23/10/2011 - After several months i decided to take a look at my translations, i deleted one which was awful and corrected two or three other songs.
If you see something wrong, misspelled, weird don't hesistate to leave a comment.
Also want to thank Maëlstrom who corrected one sentence in the chorus.

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