Translation of the song lyrics Solitaire - Doc Gyneco

Solitaire (original)

Yeah, What’s up?
It’s Daz Dillinger from the D.P.G.,
Dogg Pound in the house, we chilling with Doc
Be brother soul with the french, you know what I mean?
We go kicking and chilling and have a real good time…
Je vais foutre que dalle si je reste seul
La ville s’emballe mais je reste seul
Faut suivre la mode les boites, les files de bagnoles
De plus en plus seul devant mon verre d’alcool…
Je dois faire semblant d'être heureux et faire des textes joyeux
Faire kiffer les gens de 7 à 77 ans
Moi dans la vie je reste seul, indépendant…
T’es qu’obligé d'écouter les couplets
Si t’es pressé j’vais t’faire ton refrain préféré
Je m'étais marié avec le public
Je voulais chanter des problèmes politiques
Aider la vie avec ma musique
C’que tu attends, c’que tu ressens
C’est c’que je milite…
Hey boy, t’es tellement seul ce soir
Hey boy, tu peux compter sur moi (what's up, yo?)
Hey boy, t’es tellement seul ce soir
(Je me sens seul)
Personne à aimer ni à appeler
Tu peux compter sur moi…
I took fighters friends to make‘em jump up
To make‘em, we’re gonna dance, man
Who wanna come in?
To promise, to promise, to promise that I’m coming back
A free world where the soul about peace who got my back
Wave your hands today, Write, Black, Green whatever that you do
Sing a rap with that
It’s Dogg Pound, D.P.G., D.A.Z., just call me Dillinger
Glad that you made it, the whole, where I was expecting
clap your hands, and stamp your feet, and get ill with it
The way that we party, you know we stay real with it
My man Doc’s, got me up and put me on a block
Stop,, party don’t stop !
Hey boy, t’es tellement seul ce soir
Hey boy, tu peux compter sur moi
Hey boy, t’es tellement seul ce soir
(Je me sens seul)
Personne à aimer, ni à appeler
Tu peux compter sur moi…
J’ai commencé par écrire et j’ai chanté
Jamais, jamais, j’aurais cru rapporter du blé
Je me suis fait arnaquer mais vous savez
Que le plus important c’est que le message est passé
«Première Consultation «, «Liaisons …», «Quality Street «De l’amour à donner, du papier à brûler
Chacun son truc, je connais mon rayon
J’ai juste besoin d’une feuille et d’un crayon
Ce qu’il y a de plus dur à faire: mener une vie honnête
Etre un rebelle mais toujours droit dans sa tête
La rap hardcore ça m’impressionne pas
Je kiffe sur le travailleur qui élève sa mi-fa
Sur le scar-la qu’achète une maison à sa mama
Tu sais ce que j’attend
Tu sais ce que j’ressens…
J’me sens seul, tellement seul…
Personne à rappeler
Je suis seul, solitaire, j’pourrais pleurer…
(Dogg Pound in the house, we chilling with Doc
Be brother soul with the french, you know what I mean ?)
Hey boy, t’es tellement seul ce soir
Hey boy, tu peux compter sur moi
Hey boy, t’es tellement seul ce soir
(Je me sens seul)
Personne à aimer ni à appeler
Tu peux compter sur moi…
Aidez moi
Aidez moi
Aidez moi
La musique ne ment pas
Aidez moi
Si je tombe je peux compter sur toi
Aidez moi
Aidez moi…

Solitaire (translation)

Yeah, what's up?
It's Daz Dillinger from the D.P.G.,
Dogg Pound in the house, we chilling with Doc
Be brother soul with the french, you know what I mean?
We go kicking and chilling and have a real good time…
I'm gonna fuck off if I'm left alone
The city is racing but I'm left alone
You have to follow the fashion, the clubs, the lines of cars
More and more alone in front of my glass of alcohol...
Gotta pretend to be happy and do happy texts
Make people ages 7 to 77 love you
Me in life I remain alone, independent...
You only have to listen to the verses
If you're in a hurry, I'll give you your favorite chorus
I was married to the public
I wanted to sing political issues
Helping life with my music
What you expect, what you feel
That's what I'm fighting for...
Hey boy, you're so lonely tonight
Hey boy, you can count on me (what's up, yo?)
Hey boy, you're so lonely tonight
(I feel lonely)
No one to love or call
You can count on me...
I take fighters friends to make 'em jump up
To make 'em, we're gonna dance, man
Who wanna come in?
To promise, to promise, to promise that I'm coming back
A free world where the soul about peace who got my back
Wave your hands today, Write, Black, Green whatever you do
Sing a rap with that
It's Dogg Pound, D.P.G., D.A.Z., just call me Dillinger
Glad that you made it, the whole, where I was expecting
clap your hands, and stamp your feet, and get ill with it
The way that we party, you know we stay real with it
My man Doc's, got me up and put me on a block
Stop, party don't stop!
Hey boy, you're so lonely tonight
Hey boy you can count on me
Hey boy, you're so lonely tonight
(I feel lonely)
No one to love or call
You can count on me...
I started by writing and I sang
Never, never, I thought I'd bring back wheat
I got scammed but you know
That the most important thing is that the message got through
"Première Consultation", "Liaisons...", "Quality Street" Love to give, paper to burn
To each his own, I know my radius
I just need a sheet and a pencil
Hardest thing to do: live an honest life
Be a rebel but still straight in your head
I'm not impressed by hardcore rap
I love the worker raising his mi-fa
On the scar-la that buys a house for her mama
You know what I'm waiting for
You know how I feel...
I feel alone, so alone...
Person to call back
I'm alone, lonely, I could cry...
(Dogg Pound in the house, we chilling with Doc
Be brother soul with the french, you know what I mean?)
Hey boy, you're so lonely tonight
Hey boy you can count on me
Hey boy, you're so lonely tonight
(I feel lonely)
No one to love or call
You can count on me...
help me
help me
help me
Music doesn't lie
help me
If I fall I can count on you
help me
Help me…