Les Cowboys Fringants — Spécial #6 song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Spécial #6" by Les Cowboys Fringants.
Lyrics
La nuit tombait àpeine
Su’l fleuve au loin là-bas, on voyait les lumières de Varennes
Au coin d’Iberville et Brien
Y’avait un accident, deux chars qui s'étaient rentrés d’dans…
L’soleil s’est couchésur Repentigny
Pis toi t’es partie un lundi
L’hiver était fret en maudit
À'radio c'était Claude Barzotti
Sur la rue Notre-Dame
Les néons ‘taient allumés, de St-Sulpice au pont Le Gardeur
Dans l’bout d’la rue Cherrier
Y’a un barrage policier, y’ont arrêtéun gars paqueté(pis c’tait…)
L’soleil s’est couchésur Repentigny
Pis toi t’es partie un mardi
L’hiver était plat’en christie
J'écoutais K.C. LMNOP
Quartier Industriel
Le nain fait son jogging, en écoutant son walk-man
Un char passe d’une flaque d’eau
Arrosant le nabot, j’riais tellement qu’chus tombésu'l dos
L’soleil s’est couchésur Repentigny
Pis toi t’es partie un jeudi
L’hiver était fret en calvaise
J'écoutais ma cassette d’Evan Joaness
Quand l’soleil s’est l’vésur Repentigny
J’déjeunais aux Frites àRémi
J’ai pris l’spécial # 6
C'était 2 њufs tournés-saucisses
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Lyrics translation
The night was falling atpein
Su'l River in the distance there, you could see the lights of Varennes
At the corner of Iberville and Brien
There was an accident, two tanks that had returned from in…
The sun went down on Repentigny
You left on a Monday.
Winter was cursed cargo
On the radio it was Claude Barzotti
On Rue Notre-Dame
The neon lights were lit, from St-Sulpice to Pont Le Gardeur
At the end of Cherrier Street
There's a police barrage, there's a guy arrested (pis C'tait…)
The sun went down on Repentigny
You left on a Tuesday.
Winter was flat'en christie
I was listening to K. C. LMNOP
Industrial District
The dwarf jogging, listening to his walk-man
A tank passes from a puddle of water
Watering the turnip, I laughed so much that chus fell on'l back
The sun went down on Repentigny
Worse you left on a Thursday
Winter was fret in calvaise
I was listening to my Evan Joaness tape.
When the sun turned the vesur Repentigny
I had lunch with french fries atremi
I took special # 6
It was 2 њufs turned-sausages
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