Mektoub [English translation]

I opened up a lot but haven't regretted it

On every view there's a bit of my own dose

And for an introvert, God I gave much

Ask around my neighboorhood, how many know me since I was a child

I'm Vlospa or Pavlos, tell me who's the other one

I've carried their weights without being a weight onto them

They say Greek or French, I'm stowing enemies

I seperate people, not races

How can I be cautious if they go behind my back

It will be someone I know or someone I'll meet

I'll come up against everything with good strategy

A ride with my car, and maybe I'll relax

So much in the lead that I've forgotten everyone else behind

By reversing I'll go and drive onto them

I came to challenge, I won't let them

Now so many know me, tell me how can I stop

It's not that bad when nothing can touch you

A wild child, how can you tell me that the earth is spinning

Whatever was passing by my hands was smelling beautifully

And the things I should have burnt, I think I burned them

I don't know what I've lost, but what I kept

That I always won whenever I didn't quit

Sometimes I was OK and sometimes I got sick of myself

I tried and managed to rise up to the occasion

And I tighten my fists, I arm my mouth

Like hours, nowdays, I'm counting the seconds

This is the road I chose and I deserve whatever comes with it

Responsibilities that I take up late

Naughty head, I hardly keep up straight

Sides of myself that I publicly acknowledge

I'm like a dog that sickenly barks onto the mic

And I can touch every punk's soul

When times are hard, I rub my hands

How can I escape destiny

It was written that if this works I'd leave everything else

And so, from my mouth, I'm spitting bullets

I just with I'd listen to me at times

So I could leave, the days I was wondering around

From North to South, for the sunset

From being nothing, to the circle of weird guys

When times are hard, I rub my hands

How can I escape destiny

It was written that if this works I'd leave everything else

And so, from my mouth, I'm spitting bullets

I just with I'd listen to me at times

So I could leave, the days I was wondering around

From North to South, for the sunset

From being nothing, to the circle of weird guys

When times are hard, I rub my hands

How can I escape destiny

It was written that if this works I'd leave everything else

And so, from my mouth, I'm spitting bullets

I just with I'd listen to me at times

So I could leave, the days I was wondering around

From North to South, for the sunset

From being nothing, to the circle of weird guys

• Artist:VLOSPA
• Album:Mektoub