Translation of Incomplet comme février from French to English
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Bab Doukkala, Arset Aouzal music
Capo, han, han, han
I don't feel like going out before I shine
Fear and anxiety are knocking at my door
I know devils who are going to pray
And angels who sell you death
There are so many stories that made me go crazy
So many stories that made me go crazy
Before seeing the flames, I just pray
I feel incomplete like February
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel incomplete like February
I feel, I feel, I feel incomplete like February
There are so many stories that made me go crazy
So many stories that made me go crazy
Before seeing the flames, I just pray
I feel incomplete like February
I feel so alone inside
Sitting in the dark but I'm not afraid
Forehead on the ground, I dream of having in my arms
My daughter and forgetting my sister's death
I have so many knots in my heart
That even a masseuse can't undo
At funerals, they bring out a long white sheet
At weddings, a car and an iron
I know this life has no flavor
So why do we suffer and suffer?
On the street, I've seen liters and liters of blood
Before slaughtering a sheep
I prefer to be outside, even when it's strict
All stories are problematic
I'm the result of my environment
I'm the evolution of a street guy, bang, bang
The tool doesn't make the job
If actresses tried to touch me
I have a golf club but I don't practice
An Opinel but I'm not a butcher
To what I can, I'm the child of the people
"Take me to touch the sky"
It's an excuse to see the dead family again
What wouldn't I give for her to live?
There are so many stories that made me go crazy
So many stories that made me go crazy
Before seeing the flames, I just pray
I feel incomplete like February (pah, pah, pah, pah)
I feel so alone inside
Sitting in the dark but I'm not afraid
Forehead on the ground, I dream of having in my arms
My daughter and forgetting my sister's death
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel incomplete like February
I feel, I feel, I feel incomplete like February
There are so many stories that made me go crazy
So many stories that made me go crazy
Before seeing the flames, I just pray
I feel incomplete like February
Tonight, I'm writing a letter to my God
Tonight, I'm writing a letter to my God
They hurt me, I took revenge
And I rarely felt better
She sucks my dick, she licks her lips
She wants my heart but I'm not a donor
I believe in my destiny, nothing is acquired
It doesn't even have a bit of happiness
Ah, my brother, if you knew what we keep
What's the point of going far if melancholy catches me?
My brothers, I love them, I take them with me even if I don't have room
But if they make mistakes, I can't forgive, let alone turn the page
Let alone turn the page
Bab Doukkala, Arset Aouzal, it's the gathering of the Apaches
My inspiration comes from the heart like the war starts from Carthage
This year, I made hundreds of thousands of euros
I don't forget to share
There are so many stories that made me go crazy
So many stories that made me go crazy
Before seeing the flames, I'm going to pray
I feel incomplete like February
There are so many stories that made me go crazy
So many stories that made me go crazy
Before seeing the flames, I just pray
I feel incomplete like February
I feel so alone inside
Sitting in the dark but I'm not afraid
Forehead on the ground, I dream of having in my arms
My daughter and forgetting my sister's death
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel incomplete like February
I feel, I feel, I feel incomplete like February
There are so many stories that made me go crazy
So many stories that made me go crazy
Before seeing the flames, I just pray
I feel incomplete like February
I feel so alone inside
Sitting in the dark but I'm not afraid
Forehead on the ground, I dream of having in my arms
My daughter and forgetting my sister's death
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel incomplete like February
I feel, I feel, I feel incomplete like February