Des histoires à raconter [English translation]

[Gringe]

Is there a drug to calm me? A fairly powerful drug?

Or a word to reassure me when I'm in my delirious phases?

Could the comfort of a friend or of an attractive woman

Get me away or even cure me of a past that haunts me?

And I really tried everything away from a hectic life

Eaten, sleepless nights wondering hesitantly:

Have I made the right choice? Cold awareness and scary

I would like to fall asleep and wake up the next year

But, contains problems under a lead weight

When they rise to the surface, often the fear paralyzes you

Then the anxiety hits like a tidal wave

Causes me to Jack-Danielise myself yet again and my shrink to analyse me

I have cherished my demons so many times so that they return

To wreck me without asking me about the life I lead

If I take with me the giggles, these scenes of memories

I neglected my family and even lost the girl I love

[Chorus: Orelsan]

And if, later

Someone wanted to know my stories

How many will be really worth telling ?

Even if, tonight

I'm moved because it's late

All that will surely be forgotten tomorrow

[Orelsan]

And I'm running between two trains, out of breath between two choruses

The future is us, the museum piece of tomorrow is us

The harder you hit, the more likely you are to break your hand

Most of the things that shaped me are useless

When kids have kids, things get out of control

It's the law of evolution: you die if you play the wrong part

And I'm so affraid that I can't tremble anymore

I came so hard so many times that I can't get a hard-on anymore

It remains to be seen who will stab me

Besides, I will surely do it myself

Catch me as I fall, I dove without seeing the peaks in front of the stage

We climbed peaks, built projects, snatched awards, distressed, shocked

I lack certainty for be a rebel artist

I look further: machine and progress

Now that my time is up, I make the inventory

I will do everything to never become a lost fifty-year-old

[Chorus: Orelsan]

And if, later

Someone wanted to know my stories

How many will be really worth telling?

Even if, tonight

I'm moved because it's late

All that will surely be forgotten tomorrow

[Gringe]

You see yourself at the topping the bill, that's it: you lead the artist's life

You who have always wanted to be a finalist

That's it, everybody look at you, showing off your scars

But it's too late, without knowing you leave the track

The same people who loved you now judge you and stigmatize you

You don't care because you're the best

But when the curtain falls, and your conscience tyrannize you

You know that the one who lives as a egoist got a sad end

[Orelsan]

Mistakes make remorse and men learn as they grow up

The bad feelings come draw you to the annihilation

Like many people of my age, I'm guilt-ridden

I have always done everything to dodge responsibility

I often chose to shut up, at least I was sure not to be wrong

But the years the years fly past, and even the greatest people end up falling

In all our adventures, many moments will never be forgotten

If I have to go, I'll dream to have more stories to tell

[Chorus: Orelsan]

And if, later

Someone wanted to know my stories

How many will be really worth telling ?

Even if, tonight

I'm moved because it's late

All that will surely be forgotten tomorrow

[Orelsan]

There are still miles to go

If you look back

Don't see only the void

Don't leave too fast

Wait because there are

Still miles to go

If you look back

Don't see only the void

Don't leave too fast

Wait because there are

[Outro]

[Knock knock knock]

Orelsan: Shit, hey Gringe, wake up, I think it's Ablaye and, we don't have a single

Gringe: What?

Orelsan: Mh mh. It's Ablaye, what do I do? I open the door or... ?

Gringe: Ohalala shit, well...

Orelsan: He is angry...

Girnge: Well, yeah, open the door, open the door...

Orelsan: Yeah..... What do I say?

Gringe: Don't worry, go open the door, I have a plan, it'll be fine

Orelsan: Cool

(Orelsan open the door to Ablaye who kept knocking)

Orelsan: Yo, are you okay or what?

Ablaye: Nah, I'm not! Were you fucking sleeping or what?!

Orelsan: Nope! Don't worry, we're a little tired, we've been working and everything, but, it's gonna be alright, right Gringe?

Gringe: Yeah, yeah, yeah, we worked all night

Ablaye: Stop telling your life story, where is the single?

Gringe: Hey, nah, but we've been working all night, you need to settle in, we'll make you listen to the thing

Ablaye: Yeah

Gringe: But make yourself comfortable

Ablaye: Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead

Gringe: You really need to be in peace and calm

Orelsan whispers to Gringe: Do you have a plan or... ?

Girnge: Yeah, don't worry, uh, press play

Orelsan: Hm

Ablaye: Aaaaaah

Gringe: Now I propose that when I say "3" we run away

Orelsan: Oh, is that your plan?

Ablaye: Ah not bad

Gringe: Yeah, I couldn't find anything else... 3 !

Ablaye: Hey, come back, you motherfuckers, my single!