Hocus Pocus feat. Mr. J. & Stro the 89th Key - Signes des temps - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Hocus Pocus feat. Mr. J. & Stro the 89th Key - Signes des temps




Signes des temps
Signs of the Times
It's a sign of the Ages
It's a sign of the Ages
Il rêve d'avoir un toit, d'avoir un chez soi
He dreams of having a roof over his head, of having a home
Et même avec un taf, il n'a pas de quoi
And even with a job, he can't afford it
Une location coûte un bras, les banques de l'Etat ne l'calculent pas
Rent costs an arm and a leg, the banks of the State don't care about him
Ça lui laisse peu de choix, il est sponsorisé par Quechua
It leaves him with few choices, he is sponsored by Quechua
She never liked her mother Young with an older brother
She never liked her mother Young with an older brother
Ain't spoken since one of his boys found naked pictures of her
Ain't spoken since one of his boys found naked pictures of her
Undercover in sets and what lies beneath
Undercover in sets and what lies beneath
Isn't love, it's the artificial company she keeps
Isn't love, it's the artificial company she keeps
We saw him walk across the moon
We saw him walk across the moon
With a hand full of stars
With a hand full of stars
We felt the loss in June
We felt the loss in June
And knew the man had many scars
And knew the man had many scars
From how we hung him in our rooms
From how he hung him in our rooms
Now we tare him of the wall
Now we tare him of the wall
And shed a tear for the King who
And shed a tear for the King who
Held a mirror to us all
Held a mirror to us all
It's a sign of the Ages
It's a sign of the Ages
18 and life to go, family life comfortable
18 and life to go, family life comfortable
Grew up a scholar, a common to make the honor roll
Grew up a scholar, a common to make the honor roll
Good life a little slow, he went out of the dough
Good life a little slow, he went out of the dough
Then did a job but it robbed him freedom though
Then did it a job but it robbed him freedom though
Torn from our mother
Torn from our mother
Burdened by forefathers
Burdened by forefathers
Burning the same cross
Burning the same cross
They learned had bore Martyrs
They learned had bore Martyrs
We heard it before, charters
We heard it before, charters
The words of Magna Carta
The words of Magna Carta
The heart of a city froze
The heart of a city froze
For those who had it harder
For those who had it harder
Il a le regard vide, le néant dans la tête
He has a vacant stare, a void in his head
Et pour seule famille son AK-47
And for his only family, his AK-47
Une machette, sur les mains le sang de ses ancêtres
A machete, on his hands the blood of his ancestors
Un uniforme trop grand pour ses 130 cm
A uniform too big for his 130 cm
It's a sign of the Ages
It's a sign of the Ages
She's got a Nip Tuck lips puckered up
She's got a Nip Tuck lips puckered up
Here's a spit cup
Here's a spit cup
Snip cut stitching you up
Snip cut stitching you up
All for a lift up
All for a lift up
Pin back chin all waxed
Pin back chin all waxed
Now there's no syntax
Now there's no syntax
It's all Botox
It's all Botox
She wanna be a star, face on the television
She wanna be a star, face on the television
She ain't making the band, survivor is holding auditions
She ain't making the band, survivor is holding auditions
Donald needs an apprentice, Flavor just must choose her
Donald needs an apprentice, Flavor just must choose her
Glutton for little fame, you need a diet biggest loser
Glutton for little fame, you need a diet biggest loser
Elle est loin l'époque de ton premier Amiga;
Those days of your first Amiga, are far gone;
Aujourd'hui, ta culture musicale se compte en giga
Today, your musical culture is counted in gigabytes
Repose en paix, le CD est décédé
Rest in peace, the CD has passed away
T'inquiète! J'dédicacerai ta clef USB
Don't worry! I'll autograph your USB stick





Writer(s): Gil Scott-heron, Sylvain Richard, Brian Jackson, Brian Elliot Roberson, Jason Medeiros


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