Sadek – Dans la lune (English lyrics)

Intro :
My head is in the clouds from morning
Last night was tough
I feel like I’m whoring
From noon to midnight I’m posted up (Ouh ouh)
(Ouh-ouh-ouh)

1st verse :
Daddy told me :”Son don’t surrender yourself, the sky will reward you
Send money orders”, they’re struggling like crazy, they’re reading mangas
I don’t understand myself, I make my parents cry
I’m the only one that is left, RSQ3 4.5 CLA, I don’t give a fuck about saving pandas
No, I’ll never sit down at the front row
When I was younger I wanted to see all the older guys burn
I’m making raisin colored euro bills, you saw Gerard at my house
I’m not asking you what you’re feeling, however, these look like real breast

Chorus :
My head is in the clouds from morning
Last night was tough
I feel like I’m whoring
From noon to midnight I’m posted up (Ouh ouh)
I’m here (Ouh-ouh)
I’m here (Ouh-ouh)
Posted up (Ouh-ouh)
I’m here (Ouh-ouh)
I’m here (Ouh-ouh)
Posted up (Ouh-ouh)
(Ouh-ouh-ouh)

2nd verse :
Mommy told me : “Son, don’t sell your soul”, the villa can wait
“You’re still my baby, I don’t sleep at night when you’re downstairs”
I’m ready to retaliate, in the dope spot, toasted
Honey, you want to see me ? I’m in the 9-3, but no taxi will drop you off here
I’ve grown up, I no longer want to burn the older guys up anymore
I saw time kill them
Hey old head, you think you’re smart ? Well, No more Dinsey Land
They passed you up without you even advancing, and, we don’t see anyone at the grocery store anymore

Chorus :
My head is in the clouds from morning
Last night was tough
I feel like I’m whoring
From noon to midnight I’m posted up (Ouh ouh)
I’m here (Ouh-ouh)
I’m here (Ouh-ouh)
Posted up (Ouh-ouh)
I’m here (Ouh-ouh)
I’m here (Ouh-ouh)
Posted up (Ouh-ouh)
(Ouh-ouh-ouh)

3rd verse :
Noon, midnight, I’m posted up
Everything is hidden, yeah, everything is in the safe
But were did your brothers go ?
Ah, it’s true, they did they’re thing, they left you behind
And my parents find that I’ve grown up, they’re in tracksuits but I’m not sure that they’re beggars
I’m more often seen at Auchan than at Gucci, my bag is full but nothing is apparent
Fuck all the bobos and rich people, I don’t like their sense of humor
Too nice for your own good, well, we’re destroying ourselves, too intelligent to be kind

Outro :
My head is in the clouds from morning
Last night was tough
I feel like I’m whoring
From noon to midnight I’m posted up (Ouh ouh)
I’m here (Ouh-ouh)
I’m here (Ouh-ouh)
Posted up (Ouh-ouh)
I’m here (Ouh-ouh)
I’m here (Ouh-ouh)
Posted up (Ouh-ouh)
(Ouh-ouh-ouh)

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