Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Solstice , by - Gaël Faye. Song from the album Rythmes et botanique, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 13.04.2017
Record label: Excuse My French
Song language: English
Solstice |
| Now Stackerlee, Lord, and Billy Lyon |
| They were gamblin' early one day |
| Stackerlee losin' money |
| And he throwed the cards away |
| Now Stackerlee, he told Billy Lyon |
| «Billy, I’m sho' gonna take yo' life» |
| Now Stackerlee, Lord, and Billy Lyon |
| They were gamblin' early one day |
| Knowledge of the infinite |
| Even if you got it just a little bit |
| Soon as you feel the ground start shaking |
| All your doubts and fears start waking |
| Baby cries through the concrete |
| Genocide, lost the breath of life under Gods feet |
| Genocide of the angels |
| Even murdered instruments, trumpets, banjos |
| But I still hear singing |
| Mixed between the crying |
| Sirens ringing |
| Buried my whole tribe |
| I’m crying, thinking |
| Rescue us from Zion |
| God ain’t blinking |
| Bodies, how they pile on |
| Clock ain’t ticking |
| On face had a smile on |
| Plot just thickened |
| Courage of a lion, nine-life kitten |
| Wandering through iron bars, once prison |
| Now Stackerlee, Lord, and Billy Lyon |
| They were gamblin' early one day |
| Stackerlee losin' money |
| And he throwed the cards away |
| Now Stackerlee, he told Billy Lyon |
| «Billy, I’m sho' gonna take yo' life» |
| Now Stackerlee, Lord, and Billy Lyon |
| They were gamblin' early one day |
| Ils comprennent rien les soumis, les idiots, les vulgaires |
| A la tristesse de l’Eden, aux clartés de l’Enfer |
| Il faut goûter son sang car le sang est esprit |
| On suicide un silence en accouchant d’un cri |
| J’habite un désastre sous la colère des Dieux |
| Où le monde doit s'éteindre pour qu’on ouvre les yeux |
| Et le vin à la bouche, et le coeur sous le pieu |
| On fera voeu de renaître de quelques cendres de feu |
| J’effeuille les corolles de ce qu’on veut de la vie |
| Un peu de vent sur la peau, les caresses d’une fille |
| S’envolaient tout là haut pour gratter l'équinoxe |
| Etre un arbre écrivain en s'écorchant l'écorce |
| Mais tout ça s’est cassé en un éclair, coincé |
| Sous une chape de béton armé |
| Mes enfants, le solstice c’est dans longtemps |
| Mais longtemps c’est maintenant |
| Now Stackerlee, Lord, and Billy Lyon |
| They were gamblin' early one day |
| Stackerlee losin' money |
| And he throwed the cards away |
| Now Stackerlee, he told Billy Lyon |
| «Billy, I’m sho' gonna take yo' life» |
| Now Stackerlee, Lord, and Billy Lyon |
| They were gamblin' early one day |