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Dans ma ville, on traîne (English translation)

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English translation

In my town

[Verse 1]
In my town, we're hanging out between concrete, the plains
In the cobbled streets of the center where all shops close
We spend weekends in industrial estates
Near the pavilion areas where the houses are the same
My town is like the first girlfriend I ever had
I can't leave them, yet I spit on them all the time.
Talking about the good weather would be bad looking at the sky
I hate it as much as I love her, probably because we're the same.
We hung out in the streets, tagged on the walls, skated in the parks, slept in the squares
Vomit in bars, danced in nightclubs, smoked in squats, sung in stadiums
Hanged in the streets, tagged on the walls, skated in the parks, slept in the squares
Vomit in bars, danced in nightclubs, smoked in squats, sung in stadiums
 
[Bridge]
I've been hanging around the streets of Caen so much
With a bottle where everyone drank from it
Between two worlds in suspense
Criminal, the way I kill time
I've been hanging around the streets of Caen so much
With a bottle where everyone drank from it
Between two worlds in suspense
Criminal, the way I kill time
 
[Verse 2]
I've been hanging around the streets of Caen so much
With a bottle where everyone drank from it
Between two worlds in suspense
Criminal, the way I kill time
After 22 hours, you don't meet people anymore
Like we're still under the bombardment
You'll hear only the cops and the wind noise
Some guys from college in the third half of the year
Which shouldn't get too close to the edge
When they're going to end up on the port
In the few bars that still serve
Where there's cigarets and drunken Englishmen
Five o' clock in the morning
The queu in the kebabs at the nightclub outlet
You can take a pita or take a punch
Or you can take the first tram
And, if you ever fall asleep
You'll wake up on the edge of town
Where shopping malls are huge
Where we used to spend Saturdays with the family
Where I loved to walk around so much
Even when we had nothing to buy
Youhou, yeah
Parents' cadis slows down in front of Pizza Del Arte
Not far from the toy store
Where I was shooting knights
Near the bridge where my grandmother used to take me
Launching paper aircraft
Where you can see the big towers of the neighborhoods
Where the architect thought he was doing something good
If I wouldn't rap, I never would have been there
Because we don't mix that much, where I come from
Then there's fields, and then there's nothing
If you see smoke when you come back
It's just that in the factories not too far away
We burn ourselves, we damage ourselves, we make fuel for the machine
Next to the straight flags
Where we think about what the neighbor thinks
Where we spend Sundays with our families
Where we make fragile white wine
Go along the canal, take the road
You get to the room where I missed some crucial lay-ups
Not far from a lost corner
Where girls prostitute themselves in the midst of cranes
Where there are buses
Which take you to the sea in less than 20 minutes
Where the Parisians found us so lame
Where you see England behind the fog
Walk past the hospital we see everywhere
To remind us that we'll all be passing through
And you'll be back in town
Where the burgans shop and the punks beg
Where there are homeless people whose names everyone knows
I saw Gigi open his veins with shards
In front of the grocery store, the one that's always open
Near the castle, its moats and urban legends
I've done weddings, funerals,
In mosques, churches and temples
Under a Norman spittoon
It''s not even fucking raining properly.
My city of a hundred bell towers
Every time they destroy a building
They erase a part of my past
 
Submitted by Jethro Paris on Thu, 19/10/2017 - 15:35
French

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