Noir Silence — On jase de toi song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "On jase de toi" by Noir Silence.
Lyrics
On a jas, ton pre pis moi
Pis on croit qu' c’est le temps que j’aille te parler
On te regarde aller, a peut plus continuer comme a
T’es pu le garon que j’ai si bien lev
Tu sches tes cours, t’as commenc fumer
Veux-tu ben me dire ce qu’on va faire de toi?
Tes amis, c’est pas des gens frquenter
Quand y ont pas les cheveux longs
Y ont des anneaux dans le nez
On croit juste qu’y ont une mauvaise influence sur toi
Mais tu sais, mon coeur, on t’aime encore
On veut juste pas qu’y t’arrive de tort
Pis surtout c’est qu' les voisins commencent jaser
Regarde donc ce qu’est devenu le p’tit gars d' ct Y se tient avec une gang de drogus
Qu’est devenu le beau linge qu’on t’a pay
On dirait que tu sais plus comment t’habiller
Tu sors devant le monde avec des gilets trous
T’coutes plus tes records d' la famille Simard
Tu t’achtes plein de disques avec des noms de mort
Pis ta musique du diable, tu l’coutes trop fort
L’autre jour on t’a pogn les culottes baisses
Avec la petite Julie, la dvergonde
C’est pch ces choses-l, tant qu’on est pas mari
Mais tu sais, mon coeur, on t’aime encore
On veut juste pas qu’y t’arrive de tort
Pis surtout c’est qu' les voisins commencent jaser
Regarde donc ce qu’est devenu le p’tit gars d' ct Y se tient avec une gang de drogus
Regarde donc ce qu’est devenu le p’tit gars d' ct
C’est croire ses parents l’ont mal lev
Lyrics translation
We've got your pre pis me.
But we think it's time I went to talk to you.
We're watching you go, can't go on like a
You could be the garon I have so well lev
You're taking classes, you started smoking.
Will you tell me what we're gonna do with you?
Your friends aren't people.
When there are no long hair
There are rings in the nose
We just think they have a bad influence on you.
But you know, honey, we still love you.
We just don't want you to get hurt.
Worse especially is that the neighbors start jaser
So look what the little guy from ct has become standing there with a gang of drogus
What became the beautiful linen we paid you
Looks like you don't know how to dress anymore.
You go out in front of the world with vests holes
You cost more your Simard family records
You're buying a lot of records with names of death
Worse your devil's music, you're playing it too hard
The other day we pogn your low panties
With little Julie, the dvergonde
It's pch those things-L, as long as we're not married
But you know, honey, we still love you.
We just don't want you to get hurt.
Worse especially is that the neighbors start jaser
So look what the little guy from ct has become standing there with a gang of drogus
Look what the little guy from ct has become.
It's believing his parents hurt him lev