Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song A coeur ouvert , by - Psy 4 De La Rime. Song from the album Block Party, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 18.03.2002
Record label: 361
Song language: French
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song A coeur ouvert , by - Psy 4 De La Rime. Song from the album Block Party, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопA coeur ouvert(original) |
| SOPRANO: |
| Dans l’bouquet de fleur que nous offre la vie |
| Le coeur choisit souvent la seule rose qui porte une (c)pine |
| Cette fille la femme de ma vie |
| La carabine sur les tympans d’ma solitude |
| Sur ma montagne de problmes |
| La corde qui m’tient quand j’perds de l’altitude |
| La rare vipre qui ne m’a pas mis une pomme dans la gorge |
| Malgr© la premire ann (c)e o№ j’lui aurai |
| Bien foutu un flingue dans la gorge |
| Mais six ans sont pass (c)s et j’vois mes erreurs |
| J’me dis qu’le b (c)b© de la patience et des problmes |
| C’est souvent l’bonheur |
| Mais SaЇd elle est promise, oublie vite la mairie |
| Tu vois pas mieux qu’Ingals Mary |
| C’est pas d’elle que tu sera le mari |
| Comment elle est Comorienne comme moi |
| Musulmane comme moi |
| A cause d’vos coutumes |
| Son moral est dans l’coma |
| L’anorexie nourrit sa sant© qu'est boulimique de pression |
| Plant (c)e dans une moisson sche |
| Fan (c)e d’attendre la boisson |
| Qui pourrait apaiser sa soif d’union, sa soif d’r (c)union |
| Tout § a pour qu’nos parents changent d’opinion |
| SEGNOR ALONZO: |
| Je sais qu’la vie c’est la mort donc la mort faut la vivre |
| On m’dit qu’tout est (c)crit mais j’crois qu’j’ai lu le quart du livre |
| Mon coeur un gratte-ciel et toi tu as pris l'(c)chelle |
| Une fois mont© tu la fais tomber pour pas qu’on t’suive |
| L’amour nous a ceuilli dans le jardin de nos parents |
| Pas m"r pour faire une bonne salade mais lui il se portait garant |
| Gўt© j't'avoue |
| J’suis d’ceux qui criaient tout haut |
| «J'irai chercher ma reine loin chez les esquimaux «H© ouais ! |
| Chez les (c)talons |
| C’est l o№ elles veulent aller |
| Quand du haut de leurs talons elles se retrouvent (c)tal (c)es |
| Elles s’mettent chialer ensuite |
| Deviennent jalouses mais laisse-les parler |
| Il faut que j’fasse mes flouzes et qu’on s’tire dans notre chalet |
| Donne moi l’amour que ma mre a pour moi et moi pour ma fille |
| Et que ce travail la cha®ne se transmette de famille en famille |
| Avant que tu partes, |
| Avant qu’je parte, |
| Avant que tout (c)clate, |
| Faut pas qu’on se rate |
| SEGNOR ALONZO: |
| H© ! |
| Comme Marley J’veux Єtre pr (c)sent mЄme absent |
| Qu’on vienne remixer mon son |
| Duo virtuel avec Jackson |
| Et que ces francs nourrissent mon enfant pendant cent ans |
| Gar§ on, plus d’baston pour un veston |
| Un jeune pre qu’a vu peine la vie |
| Un jeune frre parmi tous ces bandits |
| Mais bref faut qu’j’t'(c)duque fier |
| Que j’serve d’appўt |
| Qu’les piges de la vie se referment sur moi |
| Pour qu’ton chemin toi soit droit |
| Sans pige sans croix |
| Plus tard n'(c)coutes pas les copines qui t’diront: |
| «L'(c)cole § a n’sert rien» |
| «C'est mon mari qui m’ramnera l’pognon» |
| MЄme en couple reste ind (c)pendante |
| Dis-toi qu’l'(c)cole § a sert |
| Quand j’pense que j’pourrai pas t’aider en langues vivantes |
| Ta mre et moi faut qu'§ a dure un maximum |
| Pas comme ton grand-pre |
| Parti aprs avoir eu un max de mґmes |
| J’ai (c)t© priv© d'une aile au d (c)collage |
| Tu auras les deux et prendras l’avion d’la vie |
| Avec pleins de bagages |
| SOPRANO: |
| Docteur § a fait quatre heures qu’j’attend ma copine |
| Dans cette salle d’attente quatre heures |
| Que ma tЄte se prend pour le pic de Dante |
| On s’contente d’me dire de patienter |
| Et d’garder mon sang froid |
| Facile dire l j’suis perdu |
| Comme l’Abb© Pierre sans foi |
| J’en peux plus ces journ (c)es l’hosto |
| M’ont rendu moins costaud |
| Vu toutes ces larmes on pourrait m’appeler Cousteau |
| Depuis plus de cinq mois elle maigrit sans moi |
| Elle g (c)mit, ses cris dus des parents aigris |
| Et moi j’passe mon temps demander au bonheur de greffer |
| Un peu d’son temps notre avenir de greffer des bras |
| A mon coeur pour bercer un enfant venir |
| Et qu’les mains d’ma sueur |
| Lui offrent c’que j’aurais aim© avoir dans mes souvenirs |
| C’est § a c’est c’qu’on va faire |
| Un gosse nos parents ne pourront rien y faire |
| Cette brosse pourra coiffer cette chauve |
| Id (c)e du mariage qu’ils ont |
| Un gosse § a la rendra heureuse |
| Au moins on oubliera notre s (c)paration pr (c)coce. |
| «Ah t’es l B ! |
| dis-moi qu’est-ce qu’il t’a dit le docteur? |
| L’anorexie c’est fini? |
| dis-moi en tout cas c’est fini cette pression |
| J’ai trouv© on va faire un gosse |
| Mais qu’est-ce qu’il t’arrive? |
| J’peux pas avoir d’enfant…» |
| Thanks to |
| (translation) |
| SOPRANO: |
| In the bouquet of flowers that life offers us |
| The heart often chooses the only rose that bears a (c)pine |
| This girl the woman of my life |
| The rifle on the eardrums of my loneliness |
| On my mountain of problems |
| The rope that holds me when I lose altitude |
| The rare viper that didn't put an apple in my throat |
| Despite the first year where I will have him |
| Good damn a gun in the throat |
| But six years have passed (c)s and I see my mistakes |
| I tell myself that the b (c) b© of patience and problems |
| It's often happiness |
| But SaЇd she is promised, quickly forget the town hall |
| You don't see better than Ingals Mary |
| You won't be her husband |
| How she is Comorian like me |
| Muslim like me |
| Because of your customs |
| His morale is in a coma |
| Anorexia feeds his health that is pressure bulimic |
| Plant (c)e in a dry harvest |
| Fan(c)e of waiting for the drink |
| Who could quench his thirst for union, his thirst for r (c)union |
| Anything to make our parents change their minds |
| SEGNOR ALONZO: |
| I know that life is death so death must be lived |
| I'm told that everything is (c)written but I think I've read a quarter of the book |
| My heart a skyscraper and you took the ladder |
| Once mounted you drop it so that we don't follow you |
| Love picked us up from our parents' garden |
| Not m"r to make a good salad but he vouched |
| Gўt© I confess |
| I'm one of those who cried out loud |
| "I'll get my queen far from the Eskimos "Hey yeah! |
| At the (c)talons |
| This is where they want to go |
| When from the top of their heels they meet (c)tal (c)es |
| They then start crying |
| Get jealous but let them talk |
| I have to do my shit and we shoot in our chalet |
| Give me the love that my mother has for me and I for my daughter |
| And this work the chain is transmitted from family to family |
| Before you leave, |
| Before I leave |
| Before everything (c) bursts, |
| Don't miss each other |
| SEGNOR ALONZO: |
| Hey! |
| Like Marley I want to be present (c) even feels absent |
| That we come to remix my sound |
| Virtual duet with Jackson |
| And let these francs feed my child for a hundred years |
| Boy, no more fighting for a jacket |
| A young father who barely saw life |
| A young brother among all these bandits |
| But in short, I have to educate you proud |
| That I serve as bait |
| May the traps of life close in on me |
| So that your path is straight |
| Without freelance without cross |
| Later don't listen to the girlfriends who will tell you: |
| “The (c)school § a is useless” |
| "It's my husband who will bring me the dough" |
| Even in a couple remains independent |
| Tell yourself that (c)school is useful |
| When I think I can't help you in modern languages |
| Your mother and I have to last as long as possible |
| Not like your grandfather |
| Left after having had a lot of memes |
| I (c)t© deprived of a wing at the d (c)collage |
| You'll have both and take the plane of life |
| With lots of luggage |
| SOPRANO: |
| Doctor § I've been waiting for my girlfriend for four hours |
| In this waiting room four hours |
| That my head thinks it's Dante's woodpecker |
| They just tell me to wait |
| And keep my cool |
| Easy to say I'm lost |
| Like Father Pierre without faith |
| I can't take it anymore these days (c) are the hospital |
| Made me less strong |
| Seen all these tears they could call me Cousteau |
| For over five months she's been losing weight without me |
| She g (c) mit, her cries due to embittered parents |
| And I spend my time asking happiness to graft |
| A bit of his time our future to transplant arms |
| To my heart to rock a child come |
| And the hands of my sweat |
| Offer him what I would have liked to have in my memories |
| That's it, that's what we're gonna do |
| A kid there's nothing our parents can do about it |
| This brush can style this bald |
| Id(c)e of the wedding they have |
| A kid will make her happy |
| At least we will forget our s (c)paration pr (c)coce. |
| “Ah you are the B! |
| tell me what did the doctor tell you? |
| Is anorexia over? |
| tell me anyway this pressure is over |
| I found we're gonna make a kid |
| But what is happening to you? |
| I can't have children..." |
| Thanks to |
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