Tryo — La misère d'en face song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La misère d'en face" by Tryo.

Lyrics

Face aux favellas des gens
se pr (c)lassent
Je crois bien voir des gamins
cirer leurs godasses
Ce sont des am (c)ricains
C’est chez eux que je me casse
Ce sont des am (c)ricains
C’est chez eux
Que je me casse
Je lasse mes godasses
J’vais tenter ma chance chez ceux d’en face
Car de Rio Carracasse
J’ai pas ma place j’ai pas ma place
Peuple d’occident
R (c)veille toi r (c)veille toi
Car le matin en d (c)jeunant c’est
Notre misre que tu bois
Peuple d’occident
R (c)veille toi r (c)veille toi
Car si je me tire maintenant
C’est pour te prendre ce que je
n’ai pas
Peuple d’occident
R (c)veille toi r (c)veille toi
C’est pas les lois sur l’immigration
Qui m’empecheront de venir chez toi
Peuple d’occident
R (c)veille toi r (c)veille toi
C’est pas le pen ou Pasqua
Qui supprimeront la dette de nos (c)tats
Je suis n© dans la misre
On m’a beaucoup parler de vous
Le Francais n’est pas une langue (c)trangre
Pas chez nous
Mon pre a quitt© l'enfer
Il vit porte de Saint Cloud
Il y fait des affaires
Il nous envoie des sous
Je mets mon futal
J’quitte mon Afrique natale
Ici j’ai pas l’moral j’ai pas l’moral
Derrire ce vieux cimetire
je vois mes freres
Ils surveillent le quartier
A l’aide de r (c)volvers
Dedans c’est ma mere qu’on enterre
Les casque bleus n’ont rien pu faire
N’ont rien pu faire
Je mets mon sac dos
Marre de Sarajevo
Il para®t que chez vous
Il y a encore des oiseaux…

Lyrics translation

Facing people's favelas
if pr (c)tired
I think I see kids.
waxing their dildos
They are AM (c)Ricans
That's where I'm going.
They are AM (c)Ricans
It's at home
Let me get out of here
I tire my godasses
I'll try my luck at the people across the street.
Car of Rio Carracasse
I don't have my place I don't have my place
People of the West
R (c)watch yourself r (C)watch yourself
Because the morning in d (C)Young is
Our misre you drink
People of the West
R (c)watch yourself r (C)watch yourself
Because if I get out now
It's to take away what I
did not
People of the West
R (c)watch yourself r (C)watch yourself
It's not immigration laws.
Who will keep me from coming to your house
People of the West
R (c)watch yourself r (C)watch yourself
It's not Le pen or Pasqua.
Which will remove the debt of our (c)states
I am born in misre
I've been told a lot about you.
French is not a (C) Trang language
Not at home
My pre left hell
He lives porte de Saint Cloud
He does business there
He sends us pennies
I put on my futal
I'm leaving my native Africa
Here I have no morale I have no morale
Behind this old cemetery
I see my brothers
They're watching the neighborhood.
Using R (C) volvers
In it is my mother we bury
The blue helmets could not do anything
Have not been able to do anything
I put on my backpack
Fed up with Sarajevo
It seems that at home
There are still birds…