More songs by Damso
Description
Nose in substances, hiding from prying eyes - and the world smells of emptiness, like a room after a party: a few half-empty glasses and the echo of words spoken long ago. The soul seems to fall into fine sand that gradually covers the body; memories glare like old films, and in the corner there is a bitter feeling of loss and endless waiting, as if the scythe of fate stands aside and patiently waits for a signal.
And yet, between these frames, a warm infidelity slips through: the grip of a shoulder, someone's hand like a feather in the fog, teaches you to appreciate the moment - not eternity, but the nearest breath. Love here is not a banal hashtag, but a heavy blanket after the rain: uncomfortable, truthful, and salvific at the same time. A little melancholy, a little ability to breathe - and you can keep the light even in the thickest fog.
Lyrics and translation
Original
-Oh la la, Chaze. -Ma chérie, j'suis hésitant sur le oui.
C'est pas que je crois pas en nous non, c'est que je ne crois plus en la vie.
T'as le nez dans les substances à l'abri.
À l'abri du regard des gens, tu ne ressens plus les ondées.
J'ressens des trucs, j'ressens des trucs, j'sais dans le vide.
J'ressens des trucs, j'ressens des trucs, j'sais dans le vide.
Le ciel ne se cache pas pour pleurer.
Les larmes qui tombent ne savent plus se relever. Son âme finit par lui être enlevée.
Le sable recouvre le corps ivre à tes des souvenirs i-i-i-i-i-inoubliables, des souvenirs i-i-i-i-i-inexplicables.
J'suis meurtri, noyé dans ma peine, noyé dans ma haine. Oh, oh, ce monde est brutal. Ma chérie, j'suis hésitant sur le oui.
C'est pas que je crois pas en nous non, c'est que je ne crois plus en la vie.
T'as le nez dans les substances à l'abri.
À l'abri du regard des gens, tu ne ressens plus les ondées.
Mort d'homme, j'l'entends encore rire et parler fort sans bruit.
Mort d'homme, j'l'entends encore rire et parler fort sans bruit. Le danger guette intensément.
La faucheuse attend patiemment.
Heureusement qu'on s'était capté avant, avant le dernier appel, avant que le ciel ne te reprenne.
J'ai compris le mot amour quand encore sur nos épaules, s'laisser guider vers là où ensemble on touchait le sol. J'ai en mémoire ta bravoure et ta plume.
Seul dans la brume, j't'imaginais toujours de nord.
Mort d'homme, j'l'entends encore rire et parler fort sans bruit.
Mort d'homme, j'l'entends encore rire et parler fort sans bruit.
Ma chérie, j'suis hésitant sur le oui.
C'est pas que je crois pas en nous non, c'est que je ne crois plus en la vie.
T'as le nez dans les substances à l'abri.
À l'abri du regard des gens, tu ne ressens plus les ondées.
J'ressens des trucs, j'ressens des trucs, j'sais dans le vide. Oh, oh.
J'ressens des trucs, j'ressens des trucs, j'sais dans le vide. Oh, oh.
C'est bon.
English translation
-Oh my, Chaze. -My darling, I'm hesitant about yes.
It's not that I don't believe in us, it's that I no longer believe in life.
You have your nose in safe substances.
Out of sight of people, you no longer feel the showers.
I feel things, I feel things, I know in the void.
I feel things, I feel things, I know in the void.
The sky does not hide to cry.
The tears that fall cannot be lifted again. His soul ends up being taken from him.
The sand covers the drunken body with i-i-i-i-i-unforgettable memories, i-i-i-i-i-inexplicable memories.
I'm bruised, drowned in my pain, drowned in my hatred. Oh, oh, this world is brutal. My darling, I'm hesitant about yes.
It's not that I don't believe in us, it's that I no longer believe in life.
You have your nose in safe substances.
Out of sight of people, you no longer feel the showers.
Dead man, I can still hear him laughing and speaking loudly without noise.
Dead man, I can still hear him laughing and speaking loudly without noise. Danger lurks intensely.
The reaper waits patiently.
Fortunately we had caught each other before, before the last call, before the sky took you back.
I understood the word love when still on our shoulders, letting ourselves be guided to where together we touched the ground. I remember your bravery and your pen.
Alone in the mist, I always imagined you from the north.
Dead man, I can still hear him laughing and speaking loudly without noise.
Dead man, I can still hear him laughing and speaking loudly without noise.
My darling, I'm hesitant about yes.
It's not that I don't believe in us, it's that I no longer believe in life.
You have your nose in safe substances.
Out of sight of people, you no longer feel the showers.
I feel things, I feel things, I know in the void. Oh, oh.
I feel things, I feel things, I know in the void. Oh, oh.
It's good.