Lyrics of Tu Vas Au Bal - Renaud

Tu Vas Au Bal (original)

«Tu vas au bal ?»
qu’il m’dit
J’lui dit «qui ?»
il m’dit «toi»
J’lui dit «moi ?»
il m’dit «oui»
J’lui dit «non, je peux pas
C’est trop loin» il m’dit «bon»
«Et toi, t’y vas ?»
que j’lui dit
Il m’dit «qui ?»
j’lui dit «toi»
Il m’dit «moi ?»
j’lui dit «oui»
Il m’dit «non, j’y vais pas
J’ai un rhume et j’ai froid»
Alors on a pas dansé
On est resté à parler
On a rien regretté
Y paraît d’toute façon
Que c'était un bal con
«Tu vas aux putes ?»
qu’il m’dit
J’lui dit «qui ?»
il m’dit «toi»
J’lui dit «moi ?»
il m’dit «oui»
J’lui dit «non, je peux pas
C’est trop loin» il m’dit «bon»
«Et toi, t’y vas ?»
que j’lui dit
Il m’dit «qui ?»
j’lui dit «toi»
Il m’dit «moi ?»
j’lui dit «oui»
Il m’dit «non, j’y vais pas
J’ai malade et j’ai froid»
Alors on a pas baisé
On est resté à parler
On a rien regretté
On avait pas d’argent
Il parait que c’est payant, poil aux dents
«Tu vas à l'église ?»
qu’il m’dit
J’lui dit «qui ?»
il m’dit «toi»
J’lui dit «moi ?»
il m’dit «oui»
J’lui dit «non, j’veux pas
«C'est trop loin, je t’ai déjà dit», y m’dit «bon»
«Et toi, t’y vas ?»
que j’lui dit
Il m’dit «qui ?»
j’lui dit «toi»
Il m’dit «moi ?»
j’lui dit «oui»
Il m’dit «non, j’y vais pas
Y fait froid et j’ai froid»
Alors on n’a pas prié
On est restés à parler
On n’a rien regretté
Car nos âmes sont tordues
Pour pêcher c’est le pied
Mon pote est mort de froid
D’toute façon y m’gonflait
Voulait jamais bouger
Y savait que poser
Des questions un peu con (comme vous)
Alors j’l’ai enterré
Puis j’suis allé danser
Avec les putes du quartier
Dans l'église ravagée
Et j’ai rien regretté
Mais alors rien du tout

(translation)

"Are you going to the ball?"
that he told me
I said "who?"
he says "you" to me
I say "me?"
he said "yes" to me
I tell him "no, I can't
It's too far” he says to me “good”
"And you, are you going?"
that I told him
He said "who?"
I say "you" to him
He says "me?"
I say "yes" to him
He said to me "no, I'm not going
I have a cold and I'm cold"
So we didn't dance
We stayed talking
We didn't regret anything
It seems there anyway
That it was a stupid ball
"Are you going to whores?"
that he told me
I said "who?"
he says "you" to me
I say "me?"
he said "yes" to me
I tell him "no, I can't
It's too far” he says to me “good”
"And you, are you going?"
that I told him
He said "who?"
I say "you" to him
He says "me?"
I say "yes" to him
He said to me "no, I'm not going
I'm sick and I'm cold"
So we didn't fuck
We stayed talking
We didn't regret anything
We had no money
It seems that it pays off, hair to the teeth
"You go to church ?"
that he told me
I said "who?"
he says "you" to me
I say "me?"
he said "yes" to me
I tell him "no, I don't want to
"It's too far, I already told you", he says to me "good"
"And you, are you going?"
that I told him
He said "who?"
I say "you" to him
He says "me?"
I say "yes" to him
He said to me "no, I'm not going
It's cold and I'm cold"
So we didn't pray
We stayed talking
We have no regrets
'Cause our souls are twisted
To fish is the foot
My homie froze to death
Anyway, I was pissed off
never wanted to move
Y knew what to ask
Dumb questions (like you)
So I buried it
Then I went dancing
With the neighborhood whores
In the ruined church
And I have no regrets
But then nothing at all