Below is the lyrics of the song L'ambition , artist - Debout sur le zinc with translation
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Debout sur le zinc
Tu cherches l’amour, la gloire et la beauté
Mais tu ne sais pas par oùcommencer.
Tant et tant de complexes et de complexité
Pour une vie si peu sensée,
Et depuis peu autant d’ennuis.
Ne pleurons pas sur le sort acharné
Qui brouillent les pistes et fait des pieds de nez
A des gens méritants un peu d'éternité
Et une vie àpartager un instant
Calme et reposant.
Alors c’est la course,
Tu vas lui mordre l’oeil,
Tu ne veux pas d’obstacles sur ta route
Et encore moins quelqu’un qui te ressemble trop,
Qui prendrait ta place, ton boulot.
Ce s’rait pas réglo.
T’as rien compris car tu n’as plus d’amis.
Tu cries, tu pleures, tu dis que tu regrettes
Le temps béni, le temps perdu,
Le temps où, simple et honnête,
Tu aurais pu baisser ta garde un instant
Sans perdre la tête.
Alors si tu veux m’en croire, oublie donc un peu
De ton stress débile
Au fond d’un tiroir !
Sinon il t’mènera tout droit contre le mur,
Inutile accident d’armure.
Pour s’protéger mieux vaut bien s’entourer,
Aimer puis rire, partager son art,
Ses idées pour une bière, accoudéau comptoir,
Ou encore mieux ouvrir un peu son plumard,
Remède aux cauchemars.
You seek love, fame and beauty
But you don't know where to start.
So many complexities and complexities
For a life so meaningless,
And recently so much trouble.
Let's not cry over the bitter fate
Who cover their tracks and thumb their noses
To people deserving a little eternity
And a life to share a moment
Quiet and restful.
So it's racing,
You'll bite his eye,
You don't want obstacles in your way
And even less someone who looks too much like you,
Who would take your place, your job.
It wouldn't be legit.
You didn't understand anything because you no longer have any friends.
You scream, you cry, you say you're sorry
Time blessed, time lost,
The time when, simple and honest,
You could have let your guard down for a moment
Without losing your mind.
So if you want to believe me, just forget about it
Of your stupid stress
In the bottom of a drawer!
Otherwise he'll lead you straight up against the wall,
Needless armor crash.
To protect yourself it is better to surround yourself well,
To love then to laugh, to share his art,
His ideas for a beer, leaning on the counter,
Or even better open his sack a little,
Remedy for nightmares.
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