Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ça recommence , by - Green Montana. Release date: 30.01.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: French
Ça recommence(original) |
| Bras sur les épaules, il se s’rait déjà barré |
| Maintenant j’sais même plus c’qui est bon, on m’dit pète les barrières |
| La guerre à ces fils de… c’est chaud, rafaler leurs mamans |
| La police encore plus sur nos côtes, j’revends à chaque parole |
| Le soleil se lève ça recommence, et ça recommence |
| A ton avis lequel va planter ton dos? |
| Et ça recommence, et ça recommence |
| Tu sais que dégainer vaut plus que le mot |
| Y’avait plus trop d’espoir nan, nan, nan, nan, nan, nan |
| Nan, nan, nan plus trop d’espoir nan, nan, nan, nan, nan |
| Nan, nan, nan |
| Le dixième pli' du soir |
| Encore j’remplis le sac |
| Et quand elle se rhabilla |
| J’suis comme un animal |
| Vers l’au delà j’pense |
| C’est pas à toi que j’pense |
| On te retrouve mort |
| Ou a quatre pattes à oualpé |
| Zeb dans un polo |
| Tu vois pas que je me fais solo? |
| Vrai que sa chatte me manque |
| C’est vrai que le cash me manque |
| Pris dans l’avalanche |
| Eux ils ont pas de plan |
| Comme elle a pas le temps |
| Jamais eu de vacances |
| Si je touch j’perds ma main |
| Elle et moi rime a rien |
| Au fond je sais qu’il y a |
| Aucun autre moyen |
| Si je touch j’perds ma main |
| Elle et moi rime a rien |
| Viseur sur toi han |
| Regard vide et puis basta |
| Bras sur les épaules, il se s’rait déjà barré |
| Maintenant j’sais même plus c’qui est bon, on m’dit pète les barrières |
| La guerre à ces fils de… c’est chaud, rafaler leurs mamans |
| La police encore plus sur nos côtes, j’revends à chaque parole |
| Le soleil se lève ça recommence, et ça recommence |
| A ton avis lequel va planter ton dos? |
| Et ça recommence, et ça recommence |
| Tu sais que dégainer vaut plus que le mot |
| Y’avait plus trop d’espoir nan, nan, nan, nan, nan, nan |
| Nan, nan, nan plus trop d’espoir nan, nan, nan, nan, nan |
| Nan, nan, nan |
| (translation) |
| Arms on shoulders, he would have already left |
| Now I don't even know what's good anymore, they tell me break the barriers |
| War on these sons of... it's hot, blasting their moms |
| The police even more on our shores, I come back to every word |
| The sun comes up it starts again, and it starts again |
| Which one do you think will crash your back? |
| And it starts again, and it starts again |
| You know draw is worth more than the word |
| There was too much hope no, no, no, no, no, no |
| No, no, no too much hope no, no, no, no, no |
| Nah, nah, nah |
| The tenth fold of the evening |
| Still I fill the bag |
| And when she got dressed |
| I'm like an animal |
| Towards the beyond I think |
| It's not you I'm thinking of |
| You are found dead |
| Or on all fours in oualpé |
| Zeb in a polo shirt |
| Can't you see I'm going solo? |
| True I miss her pussy |
| It's true that I miss the cash |
| Caught in the avalanche |
| They don't have a plan |
| As she has no time |
| Never had a vacation |
| If I touch I lose my hand |
| She and me rhyme to nothing |
| Deep down I know there's |
| No other way |
| If I touch I lose my hand |
| She and me rhyme to nothing |
| Viewfinder on you han |
| Blank stare and then that's it |
| Arms on shoulders, he would have already left |
| Now I don't even know what's good anymore, they tell me break the barriers |
| War on these sons of... it's hot, blasting their moms |
| The police even more on our shores, I come back to every word |
| The sun comes up it starts again, and it starts again |
| Which one do you think will crash your back? |
| And it starts again, and it starts again |
| You know draw is worth more than the word |
| There was too much hope no, no, no, no, no, no |
| No, no, no too much hope no, no, no, no, no |
| Nah, nah, nah |