I prefer to go and isolate myself
Mama, how to tell you, I'm sorry
The consultant obviously neglected me
And I, like an idiot, [just] said OK
And everyday I contemplate stopping
People want to make an entity out of me
I'm going to drop everything
I ain't but a human: I will end by death
And I have had to walk along the sidewalk
Step by step, I tell myself [that] it ain't true
Papa, mama, guys, sorry
I feel like a desire to isolate myself
(x2)
Me too, brothers, I'm going to clear off!
Join all my [people], the Dingaris
Paris is Alcatraz
Fed up with fines and all these piles of paperwork
Their hearts are black and thin like [that of] a Senegalese
When listening to them, you believe that bleeding was needed
Me, I want my wife, my religion, my kids
For that, believe me, I will put all my forces to use
(chorus x2)
Forgive me, grandmother, please
I'd come back to see ya if I had more money
But, you know, it's not easy here anymore
In France, the hassle slaps us too
Sorry to the math, English and French teachers
You don't worry: my father has beaten the hell out of me
Sorry Mr banker
but if I leave, I'm not going to miss you
(chorus x2)
Mama, Papa, I tell you "on djarama"
I know that in your heads you're already there
However hard I say that I have it, but I don't have faith
I was stupid, I started by the end
I shouldn't have gone into music being young
I should have listened to you, dad, when I was young
I feel guilty
When I see what this country of miscreants has done to you
(chorus x2)
I prefer to go and isolate myself
Mama, how to tell you, I'm sorry
The consultant obviously neglected me
And I, like an idiot, [just] said OK
And everyday I contemplate stopping
People want to make an entity out of me
I'm going to drop everything
I ain't but a human: I will end by death