Translation of the song lyrics Désolé - Rejjie Snow

Désolé (original)

Désolé
Everytime i see that number in my phone i’m like «Désolé»
And it’s us against the world my baby
Désolé
Brought you flowers, take the shower with me
Désolé
I feel like crashin' take this passion with me
Désolé
Love
Désolé
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Désolé
Désolé
Da-da-da
Da-da-da
I feel like i was born with a chip on my shoulder
Gettin' older, feelin' numb fuck the pain, yeah
Gettin' sober, i’m alone, i fell, trip
Not a smoker, black lungs, i’m a fool, yeah
I’m a loner (yes)
I was smooth MJ
Billie died last May
Couldn’t hold back tears
Swept up and away
Call me back and tell me things
Tell me that i’m fuckin' great
Best rapper to fuckin' live
Tell me that i make you proud
Tell me that you want my kids
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Love is just a fuckin' sin
Désolé, désolé
Sorry, sorry all again
Désolé, obey, désolé I say
Désolé
Je suis désolé
Désolé
Désolé
Je suis désolé
Je suis désolé
Désolé
Désolé
Je suis désolé
Je suis désolé
Désolé
Désolé
Désolé
Désolé
Je suis désolé
Love
Yeah you know I met that guy… and it… was like crazy you know…
It was… something happened and… then I… I saw him
Yo, yo, yo, yo
I been on my shit
More sold than a separate itch
Lust things on the back of my bed i feel high
Phone rang my miss and my girl came by
She be steallin' hoddies, always ketchup on her fries
Never let a shorty tell you promises and lies
Pussy niggas messagin' me all the fucking time
Hey there, wellfare got me online
Wanna smoke weed, i wanna change lives
Wanne be the saddest nigga no one eve-
Wanna be the saddest nigga no one ever likes
Wanna sell your soul or wanna fuckin' die
(Wanna sell your soul or wanna fucking die)

Désolé (translation)

sorry
Everytime i see that number in my phone i'm like "Sorry"
And it's us again the world my baby
sorry
Brought you flowers, take the shower with me
sorry
I feel like crashin' take this passion with me
sorry
Love
sorry
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
sorry
sorry
Da-da-da
Da-da-da
I feel like i was born with a chip on my shoulder
Gettin' older, feelin' numb fuck the pain, yeah
Gettin' sober, i'm alone, i fell, trip
Not a smoker, black lungs, i'm a fool, yeah
I'm a loner (yes)
I was smooth MJ
Billie died last May
Couldn't hold back tears
Swept up and away
Call me back and tell me things
Tell me that i'm fuckin' great
Best rapper to fuckin' live
Tell me that i make you proud
Tell me that you want my kids
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Love is just a fuckin' sin
Sorry Sorry
Sorry, sorry again
Sorry, obey, sorry I say
sorry
I'm sorry
sorry
sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
sorry
sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
sorry
sorry
sorry
sorry
I'm sorry
Love
Yeah you know I met that guy… and it… was like crazy you know…
It was… something happened and… then I… I saw him
Yo, yo, yo, yo
I been on my shit
More sold than a separate itch
Lust things on the back of my bed i feel high
Phone rang my miss and my girl came by
She be steallin' hoddies, always ketchup on her fries
Never let a shorty tell you promises and lies
Pussy niggas messaging me all the fucking time
Hey there, wellfare got me online
Wanna smoke weed, i wanna change lives
Wanne be the saddest nigga no one eve-
Wanna be the saddest nigga no one ever likes
Wanna sell your soul or wanna fuckin' die
(Wanna sell your soul or wanna fuck die)