Paroles et traduction Bénabar - Adolescente

Adolescente

Ta mère t'avais dit: "demande ce soir à ton père"
Il a répondu non, évidemment, comme pour le scooter
T'as eu beau plaider que tes copines l'ont déjà depuis longtemps
"Le téléphone dans ta chambre: c'est non!"

Tu quittes la table en hurlant, vivement que t'aies 18 ans
Ca y est ton père s'énerve, t'as gagné, tu peux être contente
"Avec ta mère, on se serre la ceinture toute l'année
Et mademoiselle en plus, voudrait une ligne privée!"

Tu claques la porte de ta chambre, couverte d'autocollants
"Do not disturn" des hôtels accroché à la poignée
Tu sors de sa cachette, ton journal intime
Aussi bien planqué qu'un livre de fion dans la piaule d'un garçon.

Derrière la couverture, genre David Hamilton
Tu racontes entre deux larmes, qu'un jour tu vas fuguer
Tu sors d'une autre cachette, un paquet de cigarettes
Hyper light mentholées que tu fumes à la fenêtre.

Mais, il y a Ludovic, et il t'aime et tu l'aimes
Ca fera un an dans 10 mois que vous sortez ensemble
Et même s'il a tellement de boutons, qu'on dirait un clafoutis
Tu peux trop rien dire,... des boutons, t'en as aussi!
T'es jolie, ouais t'es jolie

C'est vendredi dernier, que ta vie a basculée:
T'avais dit à ta mère que tu dormais chez Stéphanie
Manque de bol, Stéphanie a appelé:
Elle voulait savoir ce que tu faisais pour la soirée.

Vers 5 heures du matin, quand t'es rentrée sans bruit
Surprise! Tes parents t'avaient attendus toute la nuit
Ils ont remarqué tout de suite que t'étais plus la même...
Ta mère a pleuré: "Ma fille est une femme!"

Bizarrement, ils t'ont paru moins vieux
Mais toujours aussi cons: pas question de pleurer devant eux
Ta mère a demandé: "t'as pris tes précautions?"
Ton père a crié: "Mais il s'est tapé ma fille ce p'tit con!"

Il a fallu vous mettre à deux pour l'désarmer
Il était encore furieux, mais ne parlait plus d'l'émasculer...
Pour penser à autre chose il a rangé trois fois le garage
Il a tondu le jardin... et celui des voisins.

Teenager

Your mom had said to you: "ask your father tonight."
He said no, of course, like for the scooter.
You had pleaded that your girlfriends have already had it for a long time.
"The phone in your room: it's no!"

You leave the table shouting, I can't wait until you're 18.
That's it, your father gets angry, you've won, you can be happy.
"With your mother, we've been tightening our belts all year,
And missy, on top of that, would like a private line!"

You slam the door of your room, covered with stickers
"Do not disturb" from hotels hanging from the handle.
You take out of its hiding place, your diary.
As well hidden as a porn mag in a boy's room.

Behind the cover, like David Hamilton
You tell between two tears, that one day you'll run away.
You take out of another hiding place, a pack of cigarettes.
Super light menthol that you smoke by the window.

But, there's Ludovic, and he loves you and you love him.
It will be a year in 10 months that you've been dating.
And even if he has so many pimples, that he looks like a clafoutis
You can't really say anything,... you have pimples too!
You're pretty, yes you're pretty.

It was last Friday, that your life changed:
You had told your mother that you were sleeping at Stephanie's.
Bad luck, Stephanie called:
She wanted to know what you were doing for the evening.

Around 5 o'clock in the morning, when you came home without making a sound.
Surprise! Your parents had been waiting for you all night.
They noticed right away that you weren't the same anymore...
Your mother cried: "My daughter is a woman!"

Strangely, they seemed less old to you
But still as stupid: no question of crying in front of them
Your mother asked: "did you take precautions?"
Your father shouted: "But he screwed my daughter, that little punk!"

It took two of you to disarm him.
He was still furious, but was no longer talking about castrating him...
To think about something else, he tidied the garage three times.
He mowed the lawn... and the neighbors' lawn.