mardi 15 novembre 2011

Danakil - Les champs de roses (The fileds of roses)

In my last entry, I told that I picked up some sentences of french reggae song. Here is one of them ! More low, I put the song's translation.

The fields of roses

Cross the world and see what the life proposes
Live in the open air and walk in the fileds of roses
Visit the places where the fate puts down me
And in front of world wonders I shall strike the pose

Cross the world and see what the life proposes
Live in the open air and walk in the fields of roses
Somewhere, on the road, there is indeed something
Locate your star and pick up it if you dare it

We say to me,
Stain sir to make for you the choice which is the voucher
I choose that the words and the bass mutter in accord
Qualified as savage to have the roaming heart
I shall not let sleep my dreams on the doormat

My life will be too short and even if it lasts a century
I shall not spend it stuffy as an insect
Stupid and drunk, I want to live
Free, that the music delivers me

That my friends, that my courtship
Can read in me as in a book
I would like...

Cross the world and see what the life proposes
Live in the open air and walk in the fileds of roses
Visit the places where the fate puts down me
And in front of world wonders I shall strike the pose

Cross the world and see what the life proposes
Live in the open air and walk in the fields of roses
Somewhere, on the road, there is indeed something
Locate your star and pick up it if you dare it

Never slow down to investigate territories
Because the more we know them and the better we shall understand the history
I want of the air, I want some water
I need green space to save my skin

I do not speak about anything that we can calculate
But I consider good that the earth abounds in hidden treasures
Of course, we still toil in the good to imagine them
My field of roses does not exist nevertheless the image was born

Cross the world and see what the life proposes
Live in the open air and walk in the fileds of roses
Visit the places where the fate puts down me
And in front of world wonders I shall strike the pose

Cross the world and see what the life proposes
Live in the open air and walk in the fields of roses
Somewhere, on the road, there is indeed something
Locate your star and pick up it if you dare it

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