Dans ma rue [English translation]

I live in a corner of old Montmartre

Papa comes home drunk every day

And to nourish the four of us, mother

Poor Mamma works at the laundry

When I'm ill I wait by my window

Watching passing the elsewhere-folk parade

When ends the day daylight begins to go

There are things which make me quite afraid.

In my way, aye folk walking their afternoon

I hear them whispering and during the night

When I knock me out rockin' an ol' lulla-bye tune

And suddenly am woke by screaming cries

Pops of whistling, footsteps drawling through

Which go and which would

Come then the silence which makes my heart f-reeze.

In my way, aye shadows out for a prom

And I shiver cold and frightened in their shade

My Pa said to me, one day, "My girlie

You're not gonna stay there forever," he said,

"You are good for nowt, spare, for family it will be

Necessary to see to earning your bread

Men find you rather pretty with it

You'll have nowt but to leave this evening

There's plenty women earn their livin'

Working themselves the pavement."

In my way, aye, those women walk on the moon

I hear them all hum humming and during the night,

When I knock me out rockin' an ol' lulla-bye tune

And suddenly am woke by screaming cries

Pops of whistling, footsteps drawling through

Which go and which would

Come then the silence which makes my heart f-reeze.

In my way, aye women out for a prom

And I shiver, cold and frightened in their shade

And for weeks and weeks and weeks

Ain't got no home, ain't no money

I ain't no'n like the others who take to the streets

But I haven't been able to find me a honey

I ask for alms from the folk who hurry past

A crumby crust of bread, a little heat sunny day

But yet so far I ain't got that courageous

Aye now it is me myself who makes them afraid

In my way, aye every evening, I walk my harping loom

Oh hear me sob sob sobbing, and during the night

When the wind lobs heaven an ol' lulla-bye tune

My ol' body frozen in that rain which bites

Ain't got the power, I wait until soon

When the good Lord would

Come invite me to warm up close at his side

In my way, there are angels who take me home

Forever ends ever and always my bad dream is FINISHED! -right?

• Artist:Zaz
• Album:Zaz (2010)