Andreas et Nicolas — Chacun ses soucis song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Chacun ses soucis" by Andreas et Nicolas.
Lyrics
Rho, rien à cirer, moi ma philosophie
C’est chacun ses soucis
Sais-tu qu’il y a de la misère en Afrique?
Des petits enfants qui meurent de faim
Ecoute, je suis pas raciste
Mais j’en ai rien à fiche
Et puis c’est tout !
Si l’un de ces enfants sonne chez toi demain
S’il a besoin de nourriture pour survivre
Bah j’lui file un grain de riz
Pis j’appelle un taxi
Direction Orly
Car chacun ses soucis
Chacun ses ennuis
Chacun ses soucis
Chacun ses ennuis, ses soucis, ses couilles, ses tuiles
Chacun ses histoires, ses tracas, ses zens, ses 'blèmes
Ta mère viens de tomber du troisième étage
L’emmènes-tu à l’hôpital?
Bien sûr que non
Qu’elle arrête sa comédie
Moi je reste dans mon lit
Et puis c’est tout !
Ce qui devait arriver arriva
Son cœur s’est arrêté de battre dans la nuit
Si son état nécessitait des soins intensifs
Et bah c’est tant pis
Car chacun ses soucis
Ouais chacun ses ennuis
Chacun ses soucis
Chacun ses ennuis, ses soucis, ses couilles, ses tuiles
Chacun ses histoires, ses tracas, ses zens, ses 'blèmes
Si jamais j’ai envie d’un restaurant japonnais…
Acceptes-tu de m’inviter?
Bien sur que oui, cependant je t’avertis
Que ma philosophie
C’est chacun ses sushis
Oui
Chacun ses sushis
Chacun ses poissons crûs sur une boule de riz
Chacun ses sushis
Est-ce qu’il y a des Japonais dans la salle?
Allez à vous de chanter !
Chacun ses sushis
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Oshaty, Hitachi
Hakuma matata
Boum boum Hiroshima
Tatami Katana
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Lyrics translation
Rho, nothing to wax, me my philosophy
It's everyone's worries
Do you know that there is misery in Africa?
Little children dying of hunger
Look, I'm not racist.
But I don't care
And then that's it !
If one of these kids rings your house tomorrow
If he needs food to survive
Bah I give him a grain of rice
But I'm calling a taxi.
Direction Orly
For each his worries
Each his troubles
Everyone's worries
Each his troubles, his worries, his balls, his tiles
Each his stories, his hassles, his zens, his ' problems
Your mother just fell from the third floor
Are you taking her to the hospital?
Of course not
That she stops her comedy
I stay in my bed
And then that's it !
What was to happen happened
His heart stopped beating in the night
If his condition required intensive care
And bah it's so much worse
For each his worries
Yeah, everyone's in trouble.
Everyone's worries
Each his troubles, his worries, his balls, his tiles
Each his stories, his hassles, his zens, his ' problems
If ever I want a Japanese restaurant…
Do you agree to invite me?
Of course I do, though I warn you
That my philosophy
It's each his own sushi
Yes
Each his own sushi
Each his fish grown on a ball of rice
Each his own sushi
Are there any Japanese in the room?
Go sing !
Each his own sushi
Toshiba Toyota Mitsubishi
Oshaty, Hitachi
Hakuma matata
Boum Boum Hiroshima
Tatami Katana
Pikachu Tokyo Hotel
Nintendo