Le bruit qui court [English translation]

I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah

I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah

An echo in the murderous areas, yeah

Is going around in the night

I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah

I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah

An echo in the murderous areas, yeah

Is going around in the night

With the crooks planning to hold back the lone kid robbing the stagecoaches

All the intelligent people are forcing out a laughter

As they see the authorities set themselves up as custodians of morality

Yet, our sisters in authority are hardly given any recognition

My reflection in this mirror, filled with hate,

Reminds me that we’ll be all alone when we die

Even so for these employees who can fire you when you have kids, because of their greed

Or tell you that you must give in to their advances to get that job

In the power struggle, they’ll ruin you, they’re not in the least moved when others die

Almost no criminal justice, the only place I hear “your honor” is at the tribunal

I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah

I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah

An echo in the murderous areas, yeah

Is going around in the night

I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah

I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah

An echo in the murderous areas, yeah

Is going around in the night

In another girl’s arms, I’m envious of the love I’m not getting and it’s eating me up

Things are going too fast, like death in police custody for a young black person

It starts from the nursery school, where there is this terrible disparity

Then it goes as fast as the arrival of the cops in the rich neighborhoods

They grow up with solid investments inherited from parents

And the railings of the private schools serving as shield

So, yeah, we can all come out of it, it’s true

But you still need to put in a lot of effort out there

Out there, do you know what they’ll tell you if you ever talk to them about it?

“Don’t worry, go on, with the increasing numbers involved, we’ll get better at math”

The news will hurt, people are yelling on the phone

Once again a beautiful seedling is being buried by the street

You wanted to cheat pain, to become insensitive

But you still have in your heart, some of that kindness you thought you had gotten rid off

Don’t become atrophied, the outcome will be catastrophic

Because too often, everything happens so fast except for suffering

Man was good before he started suffering

My reflection in this pool deformed by the blowing wind

I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah

I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah

An echo in the murderous areas, yeah

Is going around in the night

I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah

I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah

An echo in the murderous areas, yeah

Is going around in the night

How’re you doing, friend? I’m as white as night

But, at night, my guys tear each other apart so they’re dark

We’re together, friend, but for how long, in your opinion?

Forever?

I have a thousand dreams and those who create commotion on Islam

They could kill the minority for precious stones

They’ll tell you it’s impossible to suffer all the misery in the world

That they should be given back all that was stolen from them, know what I mean?

I can’t abandon this cause

I’m aware that the lives of ours sisters are full of disillusions

It’s like being a competent worker and experiencing only veiled accusations

We’re the ones who carry the sins of the girls even though we dishonor them

One day, we’ll be better off, don’t listen to the pests

We’re the ghosts that the night has set its sights on

Wait…

There are certain moments of silence that are worth all this music

Just yesterday, in the street, the bullets were whizzing around

We’re going to need a lot of lovers to defeat Lucifer

I didn’t know I had become so weak

It appears we’re getting used to it

Reflection perforated by the rain drops running down

We shout as we hurtle down, we’re the rumor making the rounds

Under the influence like Prince

The clouds are low, the rain purple

It’s raining on the balconies and the shutters as well

A white ray beams through the prism

And, in her iris, its

The reflection of a black rainbow breaking away

She’s raining