Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Enfants du ghetto, artist - Pit Baccardi.
Date of issue: 20.03.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: French
Enfants du ghetto(original) |
Ghetto, enfants du ghetto |
J’te parle pas du Bronx ni de Soweto |
Ghetto, enfants du ghetto |
Les poings se l? |
vent pendant que j’fais vibrer la dance-hall |
Ghetto, enfants du ghetto |
J’te parle pas du Bronx ni de Soweto |
Ghetto, enfants du ghetto |
Mais de nos banlieues o? |
la merde colle? |
la peau |
Pit Bacardi |
J’vois la rue comme un champ de mines |
Des noirs et des beurs qui tombent |
Et s’noient dans des bains de sang, la routine |
J’imagine la fin du film, des m? |
res en sanglots, |
Des? |
meutes dans tous les angles, je chante l’espoir sur la platine |
C’est la crise qui tue tant d’hommes, |
Et les flics ont bousill? |
tant d’ames, |
Ce qui va se passer est class? |
hors norme |
Le ghetto veut vivre libre, on est mal barr? |
Faudrait il stopper avec cette utopie? |
Moi j’y crois et je donne la force, |
Un brin d’espoir dans un zeste de m? |
lancolie |
J’suis un mec du peuple, j’connais les causes de ces voitures en feu |
Les raisons de ces? |
meutes, |
Et de ces r? |
voltes face aux agents, cette abondance d’illicite |
Et j’peux te dire que peu de dealers ou de braqueurs s’en f? |
licitent |
C’est tout ce qu’il y a comme solution, |
On veut tous briller, n? |
gro, mais? |
quel prix? |
Jacky Brown |
On m’a donn? |
la parole, donc laisser moi chanter |
M’exprimer au nom des enfants des cit? |
s La voix du ghetto j’me suis proclam? |
La voix d’un milieu d? |
favoris? |
Ghetto, enfants du ghetto |
J’te parle pas du Bronx ni de Soweto |
Ghetto, enfants du ghetto |
Mais de nos banlieues o? |
la merde colle? |
la peau |
Le mal de vivre reste permanent |
Trouver les r? |
solutions devient imminent |
Et je m’demande encore combien de temps |
Avant que ne r? |
agisse ce putain de gouvernement |
Ca crame et le feu ne fait que s’attiser |
Ca d? |
g?n?re, vous? |
tiez avis? |
s A qui la faute si tout part en couilles? |
Vous ramasserez les corps au c? |
t? |
des douilles |
Pit Baccardi & Jacky Brown |
Que les p? |
res et les m? |
res du ghetto gardent espoir |
J’viens d’prendre en conscience qu'? |
nous sera la victoire |
On a assez souffert dans ces cit? |
s dortoirs |
L’heure de gloire est proche, bient? |
t la fin du cauchemar |
Le ghetto pleure mais il n’est jamais trop tard |
Dans les blocs ca fume et ca cogite les mecs se couchent tard |
Les flics circulent, les ombres s’effacent dans le blizzard |
Quand ca va p? |
ter, faudra pas dire «c'est bizarre» |
Ghetto, enfants du ghetto |
On vient tendre la perche? |
ceux qui veulent s'?lancer |
Ghetto, enfants du ghetto |
On fait chanter, danser les d? |
senchant?s |
Le poids des maux brise les murs du son |
Pour une? |
vasion de nos tours de b? |
tons |
Des bas-fonds, des voix s'?l?vent, |
Des bras se l? |
vent, des poings se ferment |
? |
nous la victoire! |
(translation) |
Ghetto, children of the ghetto |
I'm not talking about the Bronx or Soweto |
Ghetto, children of the ghetto |
The fists |
wind while I rock the dance hall |
Ghetto, children of the ghetto |
I'm not talking about the Bronx or Soweto |
Ghetto, children of the ghetto |
But of our suburbs where? |
shit sticks? |
the skin |
Pit Bacardi |
I see the street like a minefield |
Blacks and Arabs falling |
And drown in baths of blood, the routine |
I imagine the end of the film, m? |
are in tears, |
Of the? |
packs in every angle, I sing hope on the turntable |
It's the crisis that kills so many men, |
And the cops screwed up? |
so many souls, |
What's going to happen is class? |
extraordinary |
The ghetto wants to live free, are we in trouble? |
Should we stop with this utopia? |
I believe in it and I give strength, |
A bit of hope in a zest of m? |
lancholia |
I'm a people man, I know the causes of these cars on fire |
The reasons for these? |
packs, |
And of these r? |
about the agents, this abundance of illicit |
And can I tell you that few dealers or robbers care? |
licit |
That's all there is to it, |
We all want to shine, right? |
big, but? |
what price? |
Jacky Brown |
I was given? |
the floor, so let me sing |
Speak on behalf of the children of the cit? |
s The voice of the ghetto I proclaimed myself? |
The voice of a middle d? |
favourites? |
Ghetto, children of the ghetto |
I'm not talking about the Bronx or Soweto |
Ghetto, children of the ghetto |
But of our suburbs where? |
shit sticks? |
the skin |
The pain of living remains permanent |
Find the r? |
solutions become imminent |
And I still wonder how long |
Before that do r? |
act this fucking government |
It's burning and the fire is only getting worse |
It's d? |
generates, you? |
do you think? |
s Whose fault is it all going to hell? |
You will pick up the bodies at the heart? |
you |
casings |
Pit Baccardi & Jacky Brown |
That the p? |
res and m? |
ghetto dwellers hold on to hope |
I just realized that? |
we will be the victory |
Have we suffered enough in these cities? |
s dormitories |
The hour of glory is near, soon? |
t the end of the nightmare |
The ghetto cries but it's never too late |
In the blocks it smokes and it cogitates the guys go to bed late |
The cops are driving, the shadows are fading in the blizzard |
When are you okay? |
ter, shouldn't say "it's weird" |
Ghetto, children of the ghetto |
Are we coming to reach out? |
those who want to start |
Ghetto, children of the ghetto |
We make sing, dance the d? |
feeling?s |
The weight of evil breaks the walls of sound |
For a? |
escape from our towers of b? |
tones |
From the shallows, voices rise, |
Arms |
wind, fists clenched |
? |
we victory! |