Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Des notes , by - RastamythoRelease date: 19.03.2012
Song language: French
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Des notes , by - RastamythoDes notes(original) |
| couplet 1: |
| je n’ai pas choisi ma vie, ma bohème, mes espérances. |
| j’ai laissé de nombreux problèmes envahir mon existence. |
| ils me disaient «donne un sens à ta vie «, |
| et moi je jetais des bouteilles à la mer; |
| ils me donnaient du mépris |
| que je mettais en terre. |
| c’est alors que dans ma longue et cuisante introspection |
| je me suis découvert une passionnante obsession: |
| j’ai choisi de prendre ma poésie et de composer des chansons, |
| et j’ai cassé tous les barreaux de cette prison, car, |
| refrain: |
| tous les jours je capte la vibe et bouge sur le tempo, |
| c’est la musique et ses accords qui rendent mes jours plus beaux. |
| et je file entre les styles, emporté par le fil de tes mots, |
| toi l’artiste qui me donne des notes. |
| couplet 2: |
| (pierpoljak) |
| on en fera des kilomètres, |
| des stations-services, des répètes, |
| until dem know, until dem know! |
| faudra bien se casser la voix, |
| et ne jamais baisser les bras, |
| until dem know, until dem know! |
| faudra faire des shows sous la pluie |
| où personne n’a de parapluie, |
| until dem know, until dem know! |
| on en a fait des kilomètres, |
| des stations-services, des répètes, until dem know! |
| refrain: |
| tous les jours je capte la vibe et bouge sur le tempo, |
| c’est la musique et ses accords qui rendent mes jours plus beaux. |
| et je file entre les styles, emporté par le fil de tes mots, |
| toi l’artiste qui me donne des notes. |
| couplet 3: |
| l’artiste c’est bien toi qui a dessiné mon sort, |
| l’artiste c’est bien toi qui m’a montré mon trésor. |
| alors j’ai emballé mes chansons, je les ai mises dans mon baluchon |
| et je suis parti sur les routes défendre mes ambitions. |
| et puis sur la route j’ai croisé différents destins, |
| ensemble nous aurons pour un temps cette vision du lendemain. |
| faire tourner notre musique, rencontrer notre public; |
| rastamytho t’invite à capter la musique. |
| refrain: |
| tous les jours je capte la vibe et bouge sur le tempo, |
| c’est la musique et ses accords qui rendent mes jours plus beaux. |
| et je file entre les styles, emporté par le fil de tes mots, |
| toi l’artiste qui me donne des notes. |
| tous les jours je capte la vibe et bouge sur le tempo, |
| c’est la musique et ses accords qui rendent mes jours plus beaux. |
| et je file entre les styles, emporté par le fil de tes mots, |
| toi l’artiste qui me donne des notes. |
| (Merci à FanRastamytho pour cettes paroles) |
| (translation) |
| verse 1: |
| I did not choose my life, my bohemianism, my hopes. |
| I let many problems invade my life. |
| they told me "give meaning to your life", |
| and I was throwing bottles overboard; |
| they gave me contempt |
| that I was putting in the ground. |
| it was then that in my long and painful introspection |
| I discovered a fascinating obsession: |
| I chose to take my poetry and compose songs, |
| and I have broken all the bars of this prison, for, |
| chorus: |
| every day I pick up the vibe and move to the tempo, |
| it is the music and its chords that make my days brighter. |
| and I spin between styles, carried away by the thread of your words, |
| you the artist giving me notes. |
| verse 2: |
| (pierpoljak) |
| we'll do it for miles, |
| service stations, rehearsals, |
| until dem know, until dem know! |
| will have to break your voice, |
| and never give up, |
| until dem know, until dem know! |
| will have to do shows in the rain |
| where no one has an umbrella, |
| until dem know, until dem know! |
| we've done it for miles, |
| gas stations, rehearsals, until dem know! |
| chorus: |
| every day I pick up the vibe and move to the tempo, |
| it is the music and its chords that make my days brighter. |
| and I spin between styles, carried away by the thread of your words, |
| you the artist giving me notes. |
| verse 3: |
| the artist it is you who drew my fate, |
| the artist it is you who showed me my treasure. |
| so i packed up my songs, put them in my backpack |
| and I took to the roads to defend my ambitions. |
| and then on the road I crossed different destinies, |
| together we will have for a time this vision of tomorrow. |
| spin our music, meet our audience; |
| rastamytho invites you to pick up the music. |
| chorus: |
| every day I pick up the vibe and move to the tempo, |
| it is the music and its chords that make my days brighter. |
| and I spin between styles, carried away by the thread of your words, |
| you the artist giving me notes. |
| every day I pick up the vibe and move to the tempo, |
| it is the music and its chords that make my days brighter. |
| and I spin between styles, carried away by the thread of your words, |
| you the artist giving me notes. |
| (Thanks to FanRastamytho for these lyrics) |
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