Oldelaf — Petit pierrot song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Petit pierrot" by Oldelaf.
Lyrics
Ton enfance n’a pas toujours (c)t© rose:
Quand t’es n©, ton pre sortait d’une cirrhose
Et quand, b (c)b©, tu pleurais dans ton parc,
I’t’mettait une claque !
Petit Pierrot,
Tu n’es pas beau;
Pauvre petit,
Ta joue rougitЂ¦
Puis l'(c)cole, ce fut pas l’pied non plus,
Car dans la cour, c'(c)tait un peu tendu:
Quand tu disais: «C'est moi, Goldorak ! «,
Tu t’mangeais une claque !
Au refrain
Alors t’allais voir le m (c)d'cin scolaire,
Luc Ballouchard, un type patibulaire,
Tu lui disais: «J'me sens un peu patraque «,
Une claque !
Au refrain
Ton pre avait de l’ambition pour toi,
Il disait: «J'veux qu’tu fais flic, comme papa ! «Tu r (c)pondis: «Papa, moi, j’veux mon bac ! «Bon, celle-l, tu l’as cherch (c)e aussiЂ¦
Au refrain
Puis tu l’as eu, mention trs bien, respect !
Ta mre te voyait d (c)j en math sp© Tu lui dit: «Maman, moi, j’veux faire musico la fac ! «Un coup d’nunchak !
Au refrain
Quand vigipirate s’est mis tomber,
Comme t'(c)tais laid, les flics t’ont embarqu© Pour d (c)conner, t’as propos© du crack,
PareilЂ¦
Au refrain
Un jour, tu as eu trente ans et demi,
Tu t’es dit: «Faudrait qu’j’ai une relation avec une fille ! «A une soir (c)e, t’as vu Am (c)lie Mauresmo, tu lui as fait un smack,
Tu t’es mang© une putain de claqueЂ¦
Au refrain
Mais comme au bout de certaines histoires
Ou le h (c)ros de quelque chanson noire
De nos confrres les Ogres de Barback
Il claque !
Au refrain Olivier DELAFOSSE & Olivier DUBOC
Lyrics translation
Your childhood has not always (C) T© rose:
When you were born, your pre came out of cirrhosis
And when, b (c) b©, you cried in your park,
I was slapping you !
Little Pierrot,
You're not handsome.;
Poor little,
Your cheek blushesђ¦
Then the (C) cole, it was not the foot either,
Because in the yard, it was a little tense:
When you said, "it's me, Goldorak ! «,
You were slapping yourself !
To the chorus
So you were going to see the school m (c),
Luc Ballouchard, a patabolic guy,
You said, " I feel a little clumsy. «,
Slap !
To the chorus
Your pre had ambition for you,
He said, " I want you to be a cop, like Dad ! "You r (c)pondis: "Dad, I want my tray ! "Well, this one, you looked for it (c)and alsoђ¦
To the chorus
Then you got it, very good mention, respect !
Your mother saw you d (c)j in math sp© you told her: "mom, I want to do music in college ! "A nunchak shot !
To the chorus
When vigipirate fell,
As t'(C) ugly tais, the cops took you on for D (C) conner, you suggested crack,
Similarђ¦
To the chorus
One day, you were thirty and a half,
You said to yourself, "I need to have a relationship with a girl ! "One night (c) e, you saw Am (C) lie Mauresmo, you made him a smack,
You ate a fucking slapђ /
To the chorus
But as at the end of some stories
Or the h (C) ros of some black song
From our brothers the Ogres of Barback
He slams !
In the chorus Olivier DELAFOSSE & Olivier DUBOC