Ecrire [English translation]

When I talk about hope under a halogen light, I'd like my urges to speak to the youth.

I speak to you about everything that makes a man, not our genes

Not what we let you see, but everything we hide when it disturbs us.

The things we think of all night, legs extended in front of our chains.

This feeling of losing your time, choking in this ready-made life.

Feeling weak, knowing that life is a party where no one dances.

My second mother told me : "The best don't pray for their money"

I mourn the one who dies young, but even more the one who dies sad

I internalize myself and fold myself away, the cries of a wounded youth permeating my mood, I see the leaders impose their sorting.

Sometimes I feel diminished, but when I fuck shit up it's my turn to laugh.

Indestructible tribe, I redistribute my clan spirit when the street cries

Indescribable is my sadness in the strip-clubs.

Take care of yourself wherever you are, I know the thirst of the taste of blood

And when things get heated at your place, you leave, victim of the stroke of bad luck.

There isn't much hope left in all these zones we excluded

The landscape is desolate, and man has no excuses

Alone, I won't be able to get out, if I do, it's thanks to your help

If you also felt that the body and the soul separate your being

They've closed doors on me, i forgave them, but I won't turn back

The system gets on my nerves, I'm an insubordinate cyborg

And sometimes I'm sick of the help, hanged by barbed wire, and when you want to give back everything you took, you end up donating.

Now I know the forces equal out, I don't forget the tip for my youngsters that deliver

We come from here, and it's writing that saved us

So now I write for you

To write, is to capture unique memories in immense pockets

Is to stick your eardrums to speakers in order to reach silence

Is the insolence of the brain of the one who soars to the summit

Is to see your life parade into the dark until the next session

Is to capture unique memories in immense pockets

Is to stick your eardrums to speakers in order to reach silence

Is the insolence of the brain of the one who soars to the summit

Is to see your life parade into the dark until the next session

Our mystical dreams defy science and their affiliation mistakes

A path full of detours so we lead lives at one hundred (kilometers) an hour

You've got to choose a side, so ideas get simplified

When I ask you : "That's what you wanted to do in life?", I feel you avoiding me

And the human values are lost, at the cost of science

When the modern man becomes only a vile being we consider sacred

I adopt a large vision, avoiding things that change for a couple of dollars

Fake friends that help out, then ask for money

I tell you I'm good, but I'm lying, I just want to day "leave me alone"

Sometimes I'm afraid of hurting people, so I react lazily

I like stretching myself out too much when people disappoint me, understand my doubts

And my jeopardizing errors, when my heart makes my temples beat

Me, I'm the same since the beginning, a fucking greek (?)

Either you get a move on, or you die, ice cold heart, my tears are hidden under the hail

I don't know what I'm destined for, but I don't fear these pimps anymore

I leave my short-lived mark like the line my chalk draws

No messing around, even if the signs are engraved, it's dirty here

All undecided despite the peaks we climb, it's extremely serious

The entourage, we write for ... (you)

To write, is to capture unique memories in immense pockets

Is to stick your eardrums to speakers in order to reach silence

Is the insolence of the brain of the one who soars to the summit

Is to see your life parade into the dark until the next session

Is to capture unique memories in immense pockets

Is to stick your eardrums to speakers in order to reach silence

Is the insolence of the brain of the one who soars to the summit

Is to see your life parade into the dark until the next session

To write, is... what gave me my liberty

To write, is... what binds us... you

• Artist:Nekfeu
• Album:Les étoiles vagabondes : expansion