Paroles et traduction MC Solaar - Souvenir

Souvenir

C′est pas d'la fiction, c′est pas d'la t? l?, c'est la r? alit?

Juste un peu de douceur dans un monde de brutes
Je r? vais de caresses et j′ai re? u des uppercuts
Soyons clair et net, la police nationale
Au lieu de pr? server la paix sur moi a b? cl? son travail
Je quittais le concert d′AS Dragon, et nous allions
Avec ma miss, l'? quipe, parler de mix et de son
Bref la soir? e fut bonne, mais dans ma rue
Un contr? le de routine quelque peu farfelu
J′ai peut-? tre une trop belle voiture
Parce que quand je suis sorti, ils ont pens?: "elle est vol? e, c'est s? r"
Sans m? me demander l′assurance ou les papiers du v? hicule
Ils m'ont cri? "d? gage", menott? Ridicule!
Un fonctionnaire a tent? de me balayer
Puis seul il est tomb?,? nerv?, peut-? tre humili?
J′ai vu la fourgonnette, le poste, la garde? vue
La plainte de la Police, des proc? s-verbaux factices
Genre: j'avais pas de phares, pas de clignotants,
Une allure suspecte, roulais trop lentement
A l'heure o? j′? cris il me reste des cicatrices
Au dos, au cou, au tibia,? la main,? la cuisse
Puis l′inspection g? n? rale des services, l'IGS
Prend mon t? moignage la justice fera le reste
A-t-on le droit de falsifier quand on est asserment?
Et ensuite demander que l′uniforme soit respect?

Ils portent des casquettes, comme les mecs qu'ils arr? tent
Mettent des coups de pression, comme les mecs qu′ils arr? tent
Mentent et sont arm? s, comme les mecs qu'ils arr? tent
Et volent au-dessus des lois, comme les mecs qu′ils arr? tent

Le t? moin de la sc? ne? tait outr?
Mais des histoires similaires j'en ai des dizaines? te raconter
Du fond du coeur "Peace" aux orphelins de la Police
Ainsi qu'? ceux qui entendront ce chant anecdotique
Je ne donne pas tous les d? tails, je souhaite la concorde
MC Solaar, un beat, une voix, des cordes:

Tout va, tout vient, tout s′en va Un soupir vient souvent d′un souvenir

Memory

This isn't fiction, this isn't TV, this is reality

Just a little gentleness in a world of brutes
I dreamt of caresses and I got uppercuts
Let's be clear and precise, the national police
Instead of preserving peace, botched their job on me
I was leaving the AS Dragon concert, and we were going
With my girl, the team, to talk about mixes and sound
In short, the evening was good, but in my street
A somewhat farcical routine check
Maybe I have too nice a car
Because when I got out, they thought: "it's stolen, for sure"
Without even asking me for the insurance or the vehicle papers
They shouted at me to "get lost", handcuffed me? Ridiculous!
An officer tried to brush me aside
Then he fell down alone, nervous, maybe humiliated?
I saw the van, the station, the custody
The police complaint, the bogus reports
Like: I had no headlights, no turn signals,
A suspicious look, driving too slowly
As I write this, I still have scars
On my back, neck, shin, hand, thigh
Then the General Inspectorate of Services, the IGS
Takes my testimony, the justice system will do the rest
Do they have the right to falsify when they are under oath?
And then demand that the uniform be respected?

They wear caps, like the guys they arrest
Put on pressure, like the guys they arrest
Lie and are armed, like the guys they arrest
And fly above the law, like the guys they arrest

The witness to the scene was outraged
But I have dozens of similar stories to tell
From the bottom of my heart "Peace" to the orphans of the Police
As well as those who will hear this anecdotal song
I don't give all the details, I wish for harmony
MC Solaar, a beat, a voice, some strings:

Everything goes, everything comes, everything leaves A sigh often comes from a memory