Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cayenne, artist - Parabellum. Date of issue: 26.07.2018
Song language: French
Cayenne(original) |
| Je me souviens encore de ma première femme |
| Elle s’appelait nina. |
| une vraie putain dans l'âme! |
| La reine des morues de la plaine saint-denis |
| Elle faisait le tapin prés d’la rue d’rivoli! |
| Mort aux vaches! |
| mort aux condés! |
| Viv' les enfants d’Cayenne! |
| a bas ceux d’la sur’té! |
| Elle aguichait l’client quand mon destin d’bagnard |
| Vint frapper à sa porte sous forme d’un richard… |
| Il lui cracha dessus. |
| rempli de son dédain |
| Lui mit la main au cul et la traita d’putain |
| Mort aux vaches! |
| mort aux condés! |
| Viv' les enfants d’Cayenne! |
| a bas ceux d’la sur’té! |
| Moi qui était son mec et pas une peau de vache |
| Moi qui dans ma jeunesse pris des principes d’apache |
| 'sortis mon 6. 35. et d’une balle en pleins coeur |
| Je l'étendis raide mort et fus serré sur l’heure! |
| … |
| Mort aux vaches! |
| mort aux condés! |
| Viv' les enfants d’Cayenne! |
| a bas ceux d’la sur’té! |
| Aussitôt arrêté. |
| 'fus mené à Cayenne |
| C’est là que j’ai purgé le forfait de ma peine… |
| Jeunesses d’aujourd’hui. |
| ne faites plus les cons |
| Car d’une simpl' conn’rie. |
| on vous jete en prison! |
| … |
| Mort aux vaches! |
| mort aux condés! |
| Viv' les enfants d’Cayenne! |
| a bas ceux d’la sur’té! |
| Si je viens à mourir. |
| je veux que l’on m’enterre |
| Dans un tout p’tit cim’tière près d’la porte saint-martin |
| Quatr' cent putains à poil viendront crier très haut: |
| «c'est le roi des julots que l’on met au tombeau! |
| " |
| Mort aux vaches! |
| mort aux condés! |
| Viv' les enfants d’Cayenne! |
| a bas ceux d’la sur’té! |
| Mort aux vaches! |
| mort aux condés! |
| Viv' les enfants d’Cayenne! |
| a bas ceux d’la sur’té! |
| (translation) |
| I still remember my first wife |
| Her name was Nina. |
| a real whore at heart! |
| The queen of cod from the Saint-Denis plain |
| She was busting about near the rue d'rivoli! |
| Death to cows! |
| death to the condés! |
| Long live the children of Cayenne! |
| Down with those of the security! |
| She teased the customer when my destiny as a convict |
| Came knocking at his door in the form of a rich man... |
| He spat on her. |
| filled with his disdain |
| Put his hand on her ass and called her a whore |
| Death to cows! |
| death to the condés! |
| Long live the children of Cayenne! |
| Down with those of the security! |
| Me who was her boyfriend and not a cowhide |
| Me who in my youth took apache principles |
| 'took out my 6. 35. and shot through the heart |
| I laid him dead stiff and was squeezed on the hour! |
| … |
| Death to cows! |
| death to the condés! |
| Long live the children of Cayenne! |
| Down with those of the security! |
| Immediately stopped. |
| I was taken to Cayenne |
| This is where I served the forfeit of my sentence... |
| Youth of today. |
| stop fooling around |
| Because of a simple bullshit. |
| we throw you in jail! |
| … |
| Death to cows! |
| death to the condés! |
| Long live the children of Cayenne! |
| Down with those of the security! |
| If I die. |
| I want to be buried |
| In a very small cemetery near the Saint-Martin gate |
| Four hundred naked whores will come and shout very loudly: |
| "it is the king of julots that we put in the tomb!" |
| " |
| Death to cows! |
| death to the condés! |
| Long live the children of Cayenne! |
| Down with those of the security! |
| Death to cows! |
| death to the condés! |
| Long live the children of Cayenne! |
| Down with those of the security! |