Petit poisson [English translation]
Petit poisson [English translation]
[intro]
One day you must leave the world
One rumbling day, you’ll run there, you’ll go there
One day you must run around this world***
The world is large, it believes in you.****
[chorus]
Even in the sea the rain makes splashes
Hours spent swimming, and I choke myself
Even in the sea my voice resonates
Whenever I hum (hey hey)
Even in the sea the rain makes splashes
Hours spent swimming, and I choke myself
Even in the ocean my voice resonates
Whenever I hum
[verse 1]
This is the shipwreck of a little fish
The little child becomes a wicked boy
One day you’re born, you don’t know when you’ll die
I never wanted to grow up like this
In the ocean I feel small
If the water is big, my life is gray
Naps*, job, subway, Paris
But too many teens leave far too early
Up there it’s big, why not [stay] here?
Be neither too embarrassing nor too kind.
The bags of marbles in pockets, then the criticisms, divorce,
The deaths of those close to you
The Carol of the Bells which still tingles in my memory, arguments have sunk their fateful hooks into so many stories.
The angry speeches of overly-drunk men in the evening
Who invent under venom illusory memories
The fear of emptiness, the fear of failure and the fear of having fear
My reflection in the puddles and the hands which I plunge into them.
[chorus]
Even in the sea the rain makes splashes
Hours spent swimming, and I choke myself
Even in the sea my voice resonates
Whenever I hum
Even in the sea the rain makes splashes
Hours spent swimming, and I choke myself
Even in the sea my voice resonates
Whenever I hum
[bridge]
If I don’t have friends, I’ll stay here without all the gatherings, without all the gatherings, without all the gatherings
If I don’t have an opinion, I’ll mess up my life, and all of it’s gatherings, and all of it’s gatherings, why not after all.
[outro]
If I don’t have friends**,I’ll stay here without all the gatherings, without all the gatherings, without all the gatherings.
If I don’t have opinions, I’ll mess up my life, and all it’s gatherings, and all it’s gatherings, why not after all.
- Artist:Maxenss