Genre : traduction de Français vers Anglais
My God, you're so skinny that when we inspect you
We worry and we throw you small crumbs
Yeah, you're so thin in your simplest attire
That all we see is a leash held by big punchy laughs
You may act smart, push weights even to the dark circles
You always end up stupid with your air that wants to do well
They tell me "equal force reigns" so you try even if you bleed
With your little back twist you may get away with nothing in the end
But hey, you're delirious
Trying to always be strong
Don't pretend to be tough
When you cry like a child
But hey, you're delirious
You'll only remain a big bag of bones
Who will pretend among the laughs
On Sundays near the gym
But hey, you're having a contest of who can puff up their pecs
Imitating these lowly roosters who keep repeating they're real men
You, well you pretend to try to get close
To the strong and muscular thug of sixty kilos at most
Ah yeah, you have to show off, you have to be respected
Especially please yourself in the mirror while walking with curved shoulders
You're in a bad way to make believe that you're just a tough brainless guy
But hey, you're delirious
Trying to always be strong
Don't pretend to be tough
When you cry like a child
But hey, you're delirious
You'll only remain a big bag of bones
Who will pretend among the laughs
On Sundays near the gym
Hey come back, don't hide everything that sticks out
With this little audience mask that promises you won't go unnoticed
Without being pumped up you'll have your amazing place
Thanks to this intense little voice deep down in you strongly dissonant
Ho ho ho ho, ho ho ho ho ho
Ho ho ho ho, ho ho ho ho ho
But hey, you're delirious
Trying to always be strong
Don't pretend to be tough
When you cry like a child
But hey, you're delirious
You'll only remain a big bag of bones
Who will pretend among the laughs
On Sundays near the gym