Vaya Con Dios — Comme on est venu... song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Comme on est venu..." by Vaya Con Dios.
Lyrics
Gardez vos homélies
Vos psaumes vos liturgies
Vos Ave vos hosties
Vos «Je vous salue Marie»
Vos rabbins, vos imams
Vos barbes et vos soutanes
Vos appels à la guerre
Déguisés en prières
Votre enfer et ses flammes
Votre opinion des femmes
Qui devraient se voiler la face
Parce que leurs mecs tiennent pas en place
Qui se font traiter de putes
Par ceux-là même qui les culbutent
Votre obsession de l’impur
Il n’y a qu’une seule chose dont on soit sûr
Comme on est venu…
On repartira
Gardez vos hypocrisies
Votre homophobie
Vos chemins de croix
Vos mitres et vos kippas
Vos versets vos adages
Vos pèlerinages
Vos vierges et vos martyrs
Vos visions, vos délires
Gardez vos lamentations
Vos prêches et vos sermons
Vos Saintetés séniles
Vos prêtres pédophiles
Vos reliques, vos processions
Vos sacrifices, vos excisions
Vos anges et vos dorures
Il n’y a qu’une seule chose dont on soit sûr
Comme on est venu…
On repartira
Pour moi ne dites pas de messe
Le ciel et ses promesses
Ne me concernent pas
L’enfer est ici bas
Gardez vos prophéties
Sinistres litanies
Votre prosélytisme
Vos schismes, vos catéchismes
Gardez vos apostolats
Vos califes et vos mollahs
Vos cierges vos menorahs
Vos professions de foi
Opus déistes, djihadistes
Baptistes, messianistes
Gardez vos impostures
Il n’y a qu’une seule chose dont on soit sûr
Comme on est venu…
On repartira…
Lyrics translation
Keep your homilies
Your Psalms your liturgies
Your Hail your hosts
Your " I greet you Mary»
Your rabbis, your imams
Your beards and cassocks
Your calls to war
Disguised as prayers
Your hell and its flames
Your opinion of women
Who should veil their face
Because their guys can't hold up
Who get called whores
By the very ones who rock them
Your obsession with the unclean
There's only one thing we can be sure of
As we came…
We'll leave again.
Keep your hypocrisy
Your homophobia
Your ways of the cross
Your miter and kippas
Your verses your adages
Your pilgrimages
Your virgins and martyrs
Your visions, your delusions
Keep your lamentations
Your sermons and sermons
Your senile Holiness
Your pedophile priests
Your relics, your processions
Your sacrifices, your excisions
Your angels and your gilding
There's only one thing we can be sure of
As we came…
We'll leave again.
For me do not say Mass
Heaven and its promises
Do not concern me
Hell is down here
Keep your prophecies
Sinister litanies
Your proselytism
Your schisms, your catechisms
Keep your apostolates
Your caliphs and mullahs
Your Candles your menorahs
Your professions of faith
Opus deists, jihadists
Baptists, messianists
Keep your impostures
There's only one thing we can be sure of
As we came…
We'll leave again.…