Lyrics and translation Doc Gyneco - Tel père tel fils (Papa Was a Rolling Stone)

Tel père tel fils (Papa Was a Rolling Stone)

Mon père m'a dit "Bruno, va te faire couper les cheveux"
J'lui ai dit "Ah non monsieur, j'irai si je le veux"
Ce n'est pas du Elsa
Mais Papa t'en vas pas
Faut que j'te parle de chez toi
Des dettes et des PV
De tout ce que tu m'as laissé
Des demi-frères et sœurs
De mon carnet de notes, fâné comme une fleur
Du 23ème étage t'es arrivé au rez-de-chaussé
Sans te retourner
Laissant au gardien ta clé
Ca fait:

Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left was alone
Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left was alone
Je suis livré à moi-même sur mon boulevard
2 francs dans la poche multiplié par mes lascars
Et si Marie-Jeanne est toute proche de la flamme
C'est pour enfouir ton absence au fin fond de mon âme
Oublier que t'es parti
Oublier ton visage
Tes humeurs lunatiques
Tourner la page

J'ai pris de l'âge, je ne veux pas me retrouver à la maison d'arrêt

Papa, je t'en supplie au poste, viens me chercher

Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left was alone
Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left was alone
C'était héréditaire, j'ai des reins d'acier
Je te tiens par la taille et tu ne peux plus bouger
Mords-toi les lèvres pour ne gémir
Je sens la fin venir
Laisse moi partir
Aucune fille sur la Terre ne pourra me retenir

Je suis comme dit ma mère
Le sosie de mon père
Un mec qui galère
Qui fout sa vie en l'air
Papa tu m'a mis sur la Terre
Dans la rue c'est la guerre

Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left was alone
Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left was alone

Such Father, Such Son (Papa Was a Rolling Stone)

My father told me, "Bruno, go get a haircut"
I told him, "No sir, I'll go if I want to"
This isn't Elsa
But Papa, don't go away
I've got to talk to you about your home
The debts and the speeding tickets
Everything you left me
Half-brothers and sisters
My report card, faded like a flower
From the 23rd floor, you ended up on the ground floor
Without looking back
Leaving your key with the doorman
It goes like this:

Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left was alone
Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left was alone
I'm left to my own devices on my boulevard
2 francs in my pocket multiplied by my homies
And if Mary Jane is close to the flame
It's to bury your absence deep in my soul
To forget that you're gone
To forget your face
Your lunatic moods
To turn the page

I've aged, I don't want to end up in jail

Papa, I beg you, come get me at the station

Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left was alone
Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left was alone
It was hereditary, I have kidneys of steel
I'm holding you by the waist and you can't move
Bite your lips to keep from moaning
I feel the end coming
Let me go
No girl on Earth can hold me back

I'm like my mother said
The spitting image of my father
A guy who struggles
Who screws up his life
Papa, you put me on this Earth
In the streets, it's a war

Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left was alone
Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left was alone