Kurt Cobain — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Aberdeen
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Aberdeen » de Kurt Cobain.
Paroles
In a community that stresses macho male sexual stories as a highlight of all
conversation
I was an under-developed immature fat little dude that never got laid and was
constantly razzed
«Oh, poor little kid!»
It bothered me probably more so because I was horny and frequently had to make
up stories like
«Uh, when I went on vacation I met this chick and we fucked and she loved it!»
Etcetera, etcetera…
This tipical pubescent problem was an effector during the height of my problems
with my father and stepmom
You know, the tipical wicked-stepmom story
And so, I moved to both grandparents' and four sets of aunts' and uncles'
and so forth and so on within the year
And in eighth grade, my mom had no choice to take me in because my dad packed
my stuff
and drove me to her house in the morning and left me there
She was pissed
I accumulated quite a healthy complex, not to mention the complexion
Then one day I discovered the most ultimate form of expression ever
Marijuana
Oh boy! Pot
I could escape all day long and not have the routine nervous breakdowns once a week
Only being stoned for the first few times was what I claimed as something I would do for the rest of my life
And I would practically do anything to ensure my supply of fantastic weed
Trevor was a guy I hated, but resorted to becoming friends with
because he was the only person I could get pot from
He was the kingpin
Trevor, Ace, John and Derren
All white-trash, lowlife scums of the Earth According to the jocks,
had been going to this girl’s house after school, and they invited me We got to the door and a very fat girl let us in It wasn’t obvious to me for over an our that this girl seemed kind of quiet
Until one of the guys pointed out that she was in a special ed class
I’m sure a lot of kids would call her a retard and some just slow
And at the time, and still to this day, I would call her quiet and illiterate
but not retarded
The object of the guys who had be going there for the past month was to steal
booze from the downstairs basement den of her house
While others distracted her by opening covers and doors and returned to eat all
the food
One would go down and take a fifth and then exit out the downstairs
So we’d do this routine every otherday and got away with it for, oh,
about a month
And during that month it happened to be the epitome of my mental abuse from my mother
It turned out that pot didn’t help me escape my troubles too well anymore
and I was actually enjoying doing rebellious things like stealing booze and
busting store windows and-
And nothing ever mattered
I decided within the next month, I’ll not sit on my roof and think about jumping
But I’ll actually kill myself
And I wasn’t going out from this world without actually knowing what it was
like to get laid
So one day after school I went to the girl’s house alone
And invited myself in and she offered me some Twinkies
And I sat on her lap and I said
«Let's fuck»
And I touched her tits and she went into her bedroom and got undressed in front
of me And I watched and realised that it was actually happening
So I tried to fuck her but I didn’t know how
and I asked her if she had ever done this before
and she said «A lot of times», mainly with her cousin
I got grossed out very heavily
with how her vagina smelled and her sweat reeked
So I left
My conscience grew to where
I couldn’t go to school for a week and when I went back I got in-house
suspension for skipping
And that day, the girl’s father came in and screaming and accusing someone of taking advantage of his daughter
And so during lunch, a rumour started, and by the next day
Everyone was waiting for me to yell and cuss and spit at me and callin' me «the retard-fucker»
I couldn’t handle the ridicule
So I got high and drunk and walked down to the train tracks and laid down
And put two big pieces of cement on my chest and legs and I waited for the
eleven o’clock train
And the train came closer and closer and closer
And it went on the next track besides me instead of over me The tension from school had an effect on me and so I couldn’t attend the school
anymore
And the train scared me enough to try to rehabilitate myself and my My lifting weights and mathematics seemed to be improving so I became less
manically depressed
But still haven’t had any friends because I…
I hated everyone, for they were so phoney
Traduction des paroles
mais pas retardé
Le but des gars qui y allaient depuis un mois était de voler
l'alcool du Sous-sol en bas de sa maison
Tandis que d'autres la distrayaient en ouvrant des couvertures et des portes et retournaient manger tout
aliment
L'un descendait et prenait un cinquième puis sortait par le bas
Donc, nous ferions cette routine tous les deux jours et nous en sommes sortis pour, oh,
environ un mois
Et pendant ce mois il est arrivé d'être la quintessence de mon abus mental de ma mère
Il s'est avéré que le pot ne m'a pas aidé à échapper à mes problèmes trop bien plus
et j'aimais faire des choses rebelles comme voler de l'alcool et
fenêtres de magasin et busting-
Et rien n'a jamais compté
J'ai décidé dans le mois prochain, je ne vais pas m'asseoir sur mon toit et penser à sauter
Mais je vais me suicider
Et je ne sortais pas de ce monde sans vraiment savoir ce que c'était
comme s'envoyer en l'air
Donc un jour après l'école je suis allé à la maison de la fille seule
Et m'a invité et elle m'a offert quelques Twinkies
Et je me suis assis sur ses genoux et j'ai dit
«Let's fuck»
Et j'ai touché ses seins et elle est entrée dans sa chambre et s'est déshabillée devant
de moi et j'ai regardé et réalisé que cela se passait réellement
Alors j'ai essayé de la baiser mais je ne savais pas comment
et je lui ai demandé si elle avait déjà fait ça avant
et elle a dit "beaucoup de fois", principalement avec son cousin
J'ai eu dégoûtés très fortement
avec comment son vagin sentait et sa sueur puait
J'ai donc quitté
Ma conscience a grandi là où
Je ne pouvais pas aller à l'école pendant une semaine et quand je suis retourné, je suis entré en interne
suspension pour sauter
Et ce jour-là, le père de la fille est entré et a crié et accusé quelqu'un d'avoir profité de sa fille
Et donc pendant le déjeuner, une rumeur a commencé, et le lendemain
Tout le monde attendait pour moi de crier et de jurer et de cracher sur moi et de m'appeler " l'attardé-enculé»
Je ne pouvais pas supporter le ridicule