Tomber la chemise [English translation]

All the children from my ghetto/suburb and beyond

And all the best products of wrath

"Stalagmite faces" and pretty chicks

Pimpleheads - in other words, family - are there

Yes all the children from my neighbourhood and beyond

And all the best products of concrete

Some who did not want to pay five euros (lit.: 30 French francs) entrance fee

Have invaded the stage, and the concert hall

There are thugs with "stone heads"

Those who are as sentimental as hooligans

Are waiting for us to spark a big bad noise

Waiting for volcanoes to come out of the stage

And that's when

We put off our shirts

Put off our shirts

All the children from my ghetto/suburb and beyond

And all the best products of wrath

Some ugly ones, with faces as round as skittles

And rednecks - in a word, family - are there

Yes all the children from my neighbourhood and beyond

And all the best products of concrete

Some who wanted to take advantage of the unrest

Others who had not "slammed" (ie improvised rap lyrics) for ages

Suddenly stage fright came to say hello in the dressing room

Oh mom this clock is going so fast

Come on guys, you have promised the sun

We can tell you we're not sleepy tonight

We're going to put off the shirt

Put off the shirt...

All the little Parisian boys and the damaged faces,

And the ugly guys (lit. pickaxe faces) as much as the pet boys

Have lit up the ambiance by jumping upside down

Head down, and it were no empty words, but Oh

We can hear them shout "Come on, don't play the affected,

And don't be capricious, for we don't care,

We've not come here like in a monastery

We've not come here to break our voices, but to (dance/play dance enough to) break our arteries

That's the way with us and that's the same elsewhere

All the best products of this ugly world

Was here, just for fun

And this very day I can tell you we had fun

We're going to

Put off the shirt

Put off the shirt...