Dylan Owen — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Spirit Week
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Spirit Week » de Dylan Owen.
Paroles
In the middle with a plan in mind
I’ve got a riddle with a bit of what I stand behind
I’ve gotta hit em with a venom that I can’t define
Handle our silence and pantomime
Because you can’t stop me Don’t ever believe that you can fight with a weapon of peace
Moving on with a scarred face
Caught between a rock and a hard place
I’m back for the edit, shot, snap, and get it Don’t stop, got energy a lot like kinetics'
Friends aren’t friends for the cameraman
If they bend at the end like an ampersand
I’m in the middle with a floating wish I carry
You would think I spoke to visionaries
As a kid I was dope at Pictionary
Everything that I wrote epistolary
Now I sing with the quotes that I bring with my flow
Everything I’m supposed to list is heavy
Spread the word like a pope or missionary
Get it heard, always bones to pick or bury
Little kids think I wrote the dictionary
Anyway to cope, I coast, and I paid my time
Burned my alarm clock days gone by Tattooed the page an ink stain on mine, so New face rap game incomer
Gonna wait till it’s right till I bite this sucker
I stayed up all night every night this summer
‘Cause I’ve only got one love like Tim Sommers
Thank god for my OCD
Double time touch twice with a flow so free
In the middle where our ghosts gon' be
I’m letting go of what we both don’t need
I won’t ever let this drag me down
In the middle with a hope so hollow
Long days on this road don’t follow me In the middle with a hope so hollow
Cannot break what I say don’t bottle me Yeah I pack my bags, I pack my bags and I go:
Now, why you gotta be so proud?
Why you always wanna keep me down?
Take a bow, let them tears pour
Maybe then you’ll think of before
Before you bit that apple
Left with your stomach full
And before we grew so far
And dangerously comfortable
Way before these strangers
And the anger that we’re holdin' back
Way before we blocked our numbers
And deleted photographs
There was a time
When I felt like I wasn’t up in the middle
Of a wasteland
Cause you moved on, and I moved on But we still sing the same old song
I read that music off my phone
But with you I still do not know where I stand
Right in the middle? Right on the border?
I know that I still have a place in your memory
Even if it is just a piece of the corner
Yup yup, yeah, what a tough task
To uh, just laugh at a roughed up past
But I thus must ask, does love last?
Fuck that, fuck fast, puff puff pass
Pass it now
Go ahead, don’t be saddened now
Let it go, or you’re never gonna know
If it loves you enough to come back around
I’ll pack my bags today
Tell my girl that we have to break
If the middle’s where I have to stay
Then I guess that’s a chance that I have to take
In the middle with a hope so hollow
Long days on this road don’t follow me In the middle with a hope so hollow
Cannot break what I say don’t bottle me Yeah I pack my bags, I pack my bags and I go
Traduction des paroles
Bien avant que nous bloquions nos numéros
Et les photos supprimées
Il fut un temps
Quand je me sentais comme si je n'étais pas au milieu
D'une friche
Parce que tu es passé à autre chose, et je suis passé à autre chose, mais nous chantons toujours la même vieille chanson
J'ai lu cette musique sur mon téléphone
Mais avec toi Je ne sais toujours pas où je me situe
Droit dans le milieu? Juste à la frontière?
Je sais que j'ai encore une place dans ta mémoire
Même si c'est juste un morceau du coin
Yup yup, oui, mais une tâche difficile
Pour rire d'un passé malmené
Mais je dois donc demander: l'amour dure-t-il?
Baise ça, baise vite, Puff puff pass
Passer maintenant
Vas-y, Ne sois pas triste maintenant
Laisse tomber, ou tu ne sauras jamais
Si elle t'aime assez pour revenir
Je vais emballer mes sacs aujourd'hui
Dis à ma fille qu'on doit casser
Si je dois rester au milieu
Alors je suppose que c'est une chance que je dois prendre
Au milieu avec un espoir si creux
De longues journées sur cette route ne me suivez pas au milieu avec un espoir si creux
Je ne peux pas casser ce que je dis Ne me met pas en bouteille Oui je fais mes valises, je fais mes valises et je pars