Description
The weather is picture-perfect, the sun generously spills light across the windowsills, but inside there is melancholy, tinged with the sourness of hopelessness and the smell of yesterday's socks. Everything is annoying: happy faces, cheerful friends, even your own reflection, which seems to have grown tired of itself. But instead of drama, there is a chorus of whiners in unison: “cry it out, it'll make you feel better.” And indeed, there is a special comfort in this honest, almost therapeutic lament. When you can be boring, tired, imperfect - and not apologize for it. After all, sometimes the best way to get through the day is to just make it to tomorrow, sobbing to the rhythm of a cheerful chorus.
Lyrics and translation
Original
J'ai envie de rien.
Je regarde dehors, c'est nul.
Les gens sourient, ça m'énerve.
Il fait beau et moi, je pue.
Chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale. Tu pisseras moi.
Chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale jusqu'à demain.
Chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale. Tu pisseras moi.
Chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale jusqu'à demain.
J'appelle une copine.
Elle aussi n'est pas très bien.
Notre génération est une catastrophe, un échec pour la nation.
Chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale. Tu pisseras moi.
Chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale jusqu'à demain.
Chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale. Tu pisseras moi.
Chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale, chiale jusqu'à demain.
Quelle russe!
English translation
I don't want anything.
I look outside, it sucks.
People smile, it annoys me.
The weather is nice and I stink.
Whining, whining, whining, whining, whining, whining, whining. You will piss me.
Whine, whine, whine, whine, whine, whine, whine until tomorrow.
Whining, whining, whining, whining, whining, whining, whining. You will piss me.
Whine, whine, whine, whine, whine, whine, whine until tomorrow.
I'm calling a friend.
She's also not very well.
Our generation is a catastrophe, a failure for the nation.
Whining, whining, whining, whining, whining, whining, whining. You will piss me.
Whine, whine, whine, whine, whine, whine, whine until tomorrow.
Whining, whining, whining, whining, whining, whining, whining. You will piss me.
Whine, whine, whine, whine, whine, whine, whine until tomorrow.
What a Russian!