Notes pour trop tard [English translation]

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Notes pour trop tard [English translation]

[Intro]

Ok, I was your age about your age ago

The road to adulthood is a slippery one

To become a man, there are no courses, no second chances

Now you're in the deep end, try to learn how to swim

You always have a sort of rage, a desire to runaway

To wreck those guys who play guitar at the beach

Like every time you move away, a world comes tumbling down

Listen, the story writes itself by turning the pages

Listen

I took a few notes

[Verse]

If you feel like no one understands you, it's because no one understands you

It's easier to accept once you're aware of it

How can you blame them? You don't even understand yourself

Often, you're alone with your problems, often you're the problem

Most adults' advice are just shitty clichés

Because they don't understand the game but they follow the rules

So don't listen to your parents too much, fake it

They don'y know everything, you're their first child

You'd wast so much time fighting

There are some fights you just can't win, especially when you don't pay the rent

Get over yourself, there aren't many reasons to fuck things up in your own house, even when you're right

If there's one thing you shouldn't question:

You're smarter than you used to be, but you're still a dumbass

You're too emotive, you think everything is an attack

Ask a madman if he's crazy, you'll see what he'll answer

Something else you should know: you won't get laid tonight

Once you'll understand that, a weight will be taken off your shoulders

Because you're way too horny and they'll be able to tell

Because you're way too shy, you'll drink way too much

Learn to shut up, you'll seem mysterious

Learn to sell yourself a bit better, you'll get laid in a month or two

It's always the same type of girl that you fall in love with

You know, the type of girl that makes you miserable

So don't weep the day she breaks your heart

On the long run, you're saving yourself some tears

Then, you'll be scared to commit, you'll think it's better elsewhere

You'll miss out on the best things that you already have

Basically, you sleep with your girlfriend while thinking about another girl

You didn't like it

You think about her when you sleep with the other girl once she dumped you

...

You'll never keep people from speaking

And, since you're weird, some people might want to beat you up

You can do push ups, you can learn how to fight

But, even if you're muscular, a slap is still painful

Your brain and your ego work backwards

The more you try to prove something, the more it does the opposite

If you say you're not scared, it means you're scared

If you say you're not hurting, it means you're starting to feel the pain

Now your strengths, don't overestimate yourself

You'll see, sometimes you'll lose against guys that you thought sucked ass

Of course, life is unfair

If you don't like laws, then don't be a fucking judge

Don't believe the insults, there is no race to be a bastard

To be a son of a bitch, you don't need to have a mother on the night streets

There is no sexuality to be a faggot

The more you react, the more it seems like you feel targeted, let it slide

The best jokes are the meanest ones or the dumbest ones

But the worst human beings are cruel losers

Don't ever target those who are weaker than you, keep those jokes in your head

They'll fit in a text, in a movie or in a skit

School is a pain in the ass, there isn't much you can do

To stop means going too early into another hell

If you throw your schoolbag in the air, you'll have society's weight on your shoulders

A boss, your mom and your dad

Three quarters of classes are useless

But porn stars know it best: doing jackshit only pushes the end further away

You say that we'll see, you act tough but you're fragile

Just like the screening, you regret it the day of the test

School is a filter that makes everything boring

Just like black and white movies, the hardest part is getting into it

It's harder when you dread it, just like your first time

I've been making sexual metaphors this whole time because that's all you think about

Tell yourself that Latinas are the hottest in the world

Listen in Spanish class, tell yourself that you could make drugs in chemistry class

Stop learning by heart things that you don't understand

And, in philosophy class, you weren't supposed to tell your whole life story

Oh and, no one forces you to smoke weed

Actually, it works better on hyperactive people

Being high isn't even your favorite part

When you're stoned, all you do is faking sobriety

Your favorite part is going to Jardiland with your mates

Steal some bamboo and build a DIY bong

You just need a passion

So listen to your school advisors and do the opposite of what they tell you

Basically, all things that make people say "you're wasting your time,"

You need to give your all into them and never give up

If you want to make movies, all you need is a camera

Saying "I don't have resources or equipment" is for losers

They'll tell you to be number 1, never to be happy

But number 1 is for those who need a grade, who lack self-confidence

You're at that point in your life where you can become anything

The same point where it's the hardest to know what you want

...

Except for hanging out with your mates

Not missing the last rumour, the last inside joke

Honestly, you wouldn't miss much if you left for four years

Wait, actually, it's important, do pointless shit while you still can

So that you don't wake up one day when you're forty saying

"Fuck, I'm gonna die soon, but I never enjoyed life, my family keeps me from enjoying my life, I'm gonna have to leave them, to snort coke in night clubs and find young girls to vamparise."

I see a lot of those type of guys, so, little terrorist

Go out, go to parties, even if, i'll admit it, you're gonna get blown off

You'll go back next week or next year

You weren't gonna get laid anyway, needless to remind you

If you go home, take a photo of your locker ticket

Realise that you're a bad drinker, you passed out way too early

When it becomes a pride to drink large doses

It means you get attached to irrelevant things

Stop worrying, If you want to, then go dance

The only rule on the dance floor is: don't try moves that you've never tried before

If you ever fall asleep first after a party

Looking at yourself in the mirror is the first thing to do when you wake up

Just in case, it'll keep you from spending family dinners with a dick drawn on your cheek

Those family dinners where you get bored, where people talk very loudly

To say very bland things, but at least they're talking, and that's a good start

The truths are complicated and the clichés are stable

Sorry if there aren't only experts at your table

You get fixated on other people's flaws, and that's your worst flaw

Life is a bunch of cycles, that's why I keep saying the same things

Don't be paranoid about who your real friends are

There's only one way to know, let time sort it out

I've never regretted to ask for advice or to call someone

You often think you're weird, but it's just that the signal is bad

The same story has many different versions

The best way to sort out a fight is to ask questions

Stop spending your life running away, worried about the future

Because there's nothing to prepare yourself for the worst

Like terrorist attacks, bad news hit you

At the moment you least expect, some loved one in a hurry will leave this world before you

You'll see happy people answer a call

Their face will distort itself, and nothing will ever be the same

They're 's nothing to do except being in the moment

to dress the wound, change the bandages; the only remedy is time.

  • Artist:Orelsan
  • Album:La fête est finie
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  • country:France
  • Languages:French, English
  • Genre:Hip-Hop/Rap
  • Official site:http://www.orelsan7th.com/
  • Wiki:https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orelsan
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