More songs by Mikado
More songs by K-Rosif
Description
Ever since the bass learned to destroy furniture, parties haven't been the same. The air vibrates, glasses clink, and someone in the corner pretends they've just come in ‘for a minute.’ But here, everything is classic: a couple of phrases in French, a little bragging, a touch of self-irony - and the room is already bubbling like champagne in a warm bath.
The music doesn't ask for attention, it takes it. The rhythm flows through the body like a good compliment - slightly cheeky, but damn pleasant. People don't dance here - they commit minor acts of madness with a look on their faces that says, ‘I don't know anything, it's all the bass.’ And, to be honest, no other scenario is needed.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Petite fille dans grande maison
Cherche papa, il n'est pas là
Maman s'occupe des garçons
Petite fille dit que ça va
Les dimanches matin sont longs
Prier Dieu, ça sert à quoi?
Dictée, Game Boy, télévision
Demain, école, c'est la pression
Pourquoi ça m'fait bizarre de rentrer?
Pourquoi ça m'fout l'cafard, rien que d'y penser?
J'suis pas chez moi
À la maison
Y a des trucs qui tournent pas rond
Moi, j'veux construire ma maison
J'y mettrai tout ce que j'aime
Tout ce que, tout ce que j'aimе
Tout ce que, tout ce que j'ai, ah
Grande fillе dans petit appart
Paris 9 et ligne 4
Y a mes copines sur le canap'
C'est pas un salon, c'est un squat
Les dimanches soir, je suis solo
J'pense à des trucs pas rigolos
En dépression sur mon vélo
J'me répète que le monde est beau
Pourquoi ça m'fait bizarre de rentrer?
Pourquoi ça m'fout l'cafard, rien que d'y penser?
Jamais chez moi
À la maison
Y a des trucs qui tournent pas rond
Moi, j'veux construire ma maison
J'y mettrai tout ce que j'aime
Tout ce que, tout ce que j'aime
Tout ce que, tout ce que j'ai, ah
À la maison
Y a des silences qui en disent long
Moi, j'veux construire ma maison
J'y mettrai tout ce que j'aime
Tout ce que, tout ce que j'aime
Tout ce que, tout ce que j'ai, ah
Moi, j'veux construire ma maison
J'y mettrai tout ce que j'aime
Tout ce que, tout ce que j'aime
Tout ce que, tout ce que j'ai, ah
English translation
Little girl in big house
Look for dad, he's not there
Mom takes care of the boys
Little girl says it's okay
Sunday mornings are long
What is the point of praying to God?
Dictation, Game Boy, television
Tomorrow, school, it's pressure
Why does it feel strange to come home?
Why does this make me sick, just thinking about it?
I'm not at home
At home
There are things that go wrong
I want to build my house
I will put everything I like in it
Everything, everything I love
All that, all that I have, ah
Big girl in small apartment
Paris 9 and line 4
There are my friends on the couch
It's not a living room, it's a squat
Sunday evenings, I'm solo
I think about not funny things
Depressed on my bike
I repeat to myself that the world is beautiful
Why does it feel strange to come home?
Why does this make me sick, just thinking about it?
Never at my house
At home
There are things that go wrong
I want to build my house
I will put everything I like in it
Everything, everything I love
All that, all that I have, ah
At home
There are silences that speak volumes
I want to build my house
I will put everything I like in it
Everything, everything I love
All that, all that I have, ah
I want to build my house
I will put everything I like in it
Everything, everything I love
All that, all that I have, ah