Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lettre , by - Shurik'n. Song from the album Où Je Vis, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 27.02.2003
Record label: Capitol
Song language: French
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lettre , by - Shurik'n. Song from the album Où Je Vis, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопLettre(original) |
| Si tu lis cette lettre, c’est que j’ai du m’absenter |
| Un peu avant que t’arrives mais j’pouvais pas rester |
| Le taxi attendait |
| Que faire je sais plus par ou commencer |
| J’avais plein de choses a dire mais pour ecrire j’suis bloqu |
| Mais j’vais m’lancer |
| Tu sais la vie c’est pas toujours comme on veut |
| C’est souvent comme on peut |
| Et j’ai fait comme j’ai pu Pour que ton pere vive mieux |
| Je lui ai appris |
| La valeur de l 'argent |
| Parce que dans ma famille un franc |
| C’etait un franc gagn durement |
| Le mien s’est tu au boulot |
| Manque de peau je portais pas de polo |
| J’etais pas en gueni non plus |
| Mais au gouter y’avait pas d’pepito |
| Le preau etait |
| Un stade de foot |
| Un champ de shoot |
| Couls sur les bancs d’la classe |
| Y’avait pas foule |
| Fais pas comme moi |
| L’ecole ca aide des fois |
| Plus tard tu t’en apercois |
| Avant de t’en modre les doigts |
| Bosse et ne baisse pas les bras |
| Pense a celle qui va se faire tant de souci pour toi |
| A chaque fois que tu sortiras |
| Celle qui te bordera toute la nuit |
| Et les jours ou tu seras en colere apres elle |
| Repenses-y |
| T’en aura jamais 2 comme ca Retiens-ca |
| Et n’ecoute pas les cons qui pensent qu’un homme ca ne pleure pas |
| Crois moi |
| Et si j’ai pu partir un doigt lev pied de nez a la guigne |
| Final’ment j’ai gagn |
| Atravers toi j’m’en suis tir |
| Te demande pas pourquoi |
| J’ai la reponse ici |
| Il fallait que je parte pour que tu viennes |
| C’etait ecrit petit |
| Il va te falloir beaucoup d’audace |
| Pas mal de courage |
| Pour eviter les crasses |
| Semees par ton entourage |
| Et si un jour t’es vraiment mal barr |
| Ya toujours deux personnes sur qui tu peux compter |
| Et ca tu le sais |
| Il va te falloir beaucoup d’audace |
| Pas mal de courage |
| Pour eviter les crasses |
| Semees par ton entourage |
| Et si un jour t’es vraiment mal barr |
| Ya toujours une personne a qui tu peux penser |
| Et ca tu le sais |
| On choisit pas ses parents |
| T’es pas trop mal tomb |
| Pense a ceux qui vivent au foyer |
| Avant de grimacer devant ta puree |
| Tu subiras un peu les vannes des potes plus a la mode |
| Fais pas un flan a ta mere pour une paire de bottes |
| J’ai transmis mon arabe mon fils |
| Il te le transmettra |
| Jespere plus tard comme ca tu seras par |
| Pour les bagarres au lycee |
| Tu vas te chiffoner pour un «ta mere la pute» |
| Meme si c’est pas vrai |
| Je sais je l’ai fait s’il fallait je recommenc’rai |
| Il t’apprendra a ne pas craindre la nuit |
| Il te dira que c’est pas grave |
| Si tu pisses au lit |
| Lui l’faisait aussi |
| Il te dira que le sang est la meme pour tous |
| Seules les couleurs changent |
| On finit de la meme facon |
| On tend la main aux anges |
| Il n’y a qu’une chose qu’il ne dira pas |
| Faudra que tu l’devine dons son regard |
| Autrement on s’comprend on ne parle pas |
| Mon pere n’etait pas bavard non plus |
| Parait que j’ai le meme caractere |
| C’est vrai qu’au tien j’ai rien dit de plus |
| Faudra que tu comprennes |
| Que tu sois indulgent |
| Ne joue pas les enfants gates |
| Le jour ou pour sortiril te manqu’ra des francs |
| C’est mon seul regret |
| J’aurais voulu etre la Te faire sauter sur mes genoux |
| Devenir gateux quand je te vois |
| Tant pis c’etait pas marqu sur mon carnet de sant |
| Le doc' a dit que j’pouvais pas rester |
| Alors j’ai du m’envoler |
| Mais si tu t’sens trop seul, largu |
| Ya toujours une personne a qui tu peux penser |
| Et ca tu le sais |
| Tu le sais… |
| Maman! |
| (translation) |
| If you're reading this letter, it's because I had to go away |
| A little before you arrived but I couldn't stay |
| The taxi was waiting |
| What to do I don't know where to start |
| I had a lot to say but to write I'm blocked |
| But I'm going to start |
| You know life isn't always what you want |
| It's often as you can |
| And I did what I could To make your father live better |
| I taught him |
| The value of money |
| Because in my family a franc |
| It was a hard earned franc |
| Mine shut up at work |
| Lack of skin I was not wearing a polo shirt |
| I wasn't in a gueni either |
| But at the taste there was no pepito |
| The courtyard was |
| A football stadium |
| A shooting range |
| Couls on the benches of the class |
| There was no crowd |
| Don't do like me |
| School helps sometimes |
| Later you realize |
| Before you touch your fingers |
| Hustle and don't give up |
| Think of the one who will worry so much about you |
| Every time you go out |
| The one who will tuck you in all night |
| And the days you'll be mad at her |
| think again |
| You'll never have 2 like that Remember that |
| And don't listen to the idiots who think a man can't cry |
| Believe me |
| And if I could leave a finger lifted snub to the jinx |
| Finally I won |
| Through you I got away with it |
| Don't ask why |
| I have the answer here |
| I had to go for you to come |
| It was written small |
| You're gonna need a lot of guts |
| A lot of courage |
| To avoid dirt |
| Seeded by those around you |
| And if one day you're really bad |
| There are always two people you can count on |
| And you know that |
| You're gonna need a lot of guts |
| A lot of courage |
| To avoid dirt |
| Seeded by those around you |
| And if one day you're really bad |
| There's always someone you can think of |
| And you know that |
| You don't choose your parents |
| You're not too bad |
| Think of those who live in the home |
| Before grimacing at your mash |
| You'll suffer a little the floodgates of more fashionable friends |
| Don't make a cuss out to your mother for a pair of boots |
| I transmitted my Arabic to my son |
| He will pass it on to you |
| Hope later so you'll be around |
| For high school fights |
| You're going to dress up for a "your mother the bitch" |
| Even if it's not true |
| I know I did it if I had to I'll do it again |
| He'll teach you not to fear the night |
| He'll tell you it's okay |
| If you pee in bed |
| He did it too |
| He will tell you that the blood is the same for all |
| Only the colors change |
| We end the same way |
| We reach out to the angels |
| There's only one thing he won't say |
| You will have to guess it from his look |
| Otherwise we understand each other we don't talk |
| My dad wasn't talkative either. |
| Seems I have the same character |
| It's true that to yours I said nothing more |
| You will have to understand |
| May you be indulgent |
| Don't play the gate children |
| The day when to go out you will need francs |
| It's my only regret |
| I wish I was the one to hop you on my lap |
| Get cakey when I see you |
| Too bad it wasn't marked on my health book |
| The doc said I couldn't stay |
| So I had to fly away |
| But if you feel too lonely, drop |
| There's always someone you can think of |
| And you know that |
| You know… |
| Mom! |
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