Touché coulé : traduction de Français vers Anglais
She is my paracetamol, God prescribed her to me
She's my vowel, I'm her consonant
Together, we write the future
When she walks in the neighborhood
It's with her head down
Her past is heavy to carry
I can no longer detach myself
Hit sunk hit, hit sunk
Hit sunk hit, hit sunk
Hit sunk hit, hit sunk
Hit sunk hit, hit sunk
My friends point at me
The neighbors point at me
Mama points at me
The blind point at me
My friends point at me
The neighbors point at me
Mama points at me
The blind point at me
She reigns with an iron hand
But her regime is contested
She is my wings to fly
But chained, I can't take off
The downside is that she gave herself away
Her conquests, we can't count
Loving her becomes a dilemma
I can no longer detach myself
Hit sunk hit, hit sunk
Hit sunk hit, hit sunk
Hit sunk hit, hit sunk
Hit sunk hit, hit sunk
My friends point at me
The neighbors point at me
Mama points at me
The blind point at me
My friends point at me
The neighbors point at me
Mama points at me
The blind point at me
She is cool, she is cool
She is intelligent
She has taste, she is good
She is tall
She is sweet, she is sweet
She is sweet and loving
You touch her, you find her elegant
But she runs, but she runs
But she runs so much
You think she's doubling you, that she's lying to you
And you doubt, and you doubt
And you only doubt
And when you ignore her, you miss her
People talk about your girl without knowing her
Don't calculate the rumors, the invented stories
All love stories
Are always tempted you're haunted
I know how the heart is spoiled when you're
Hit sunk hit, hit sunk
Hit sunk hit, hit sunk
Hit sunk hit, hit sunk
Hit sunk hit, hit sunk
My friends point at me
The neighbors point at me
Mama points at me
The blind point at me
My friends point at me
The neighbors point at me
Mama points at me
The blind point at me