Du côté chance - Grand Corps Malade

Je suis pas au bout de mes surprises, l-dessus, y a aucun doute

Et tous les jours je continue d’apprendre les codes de ma route

Les codes de ma route, les codes de ma route…

Les codes de ma route ont soudain t trs surprenants

Nouvelle signalisation, nouveaux panneaux, nouveaux tournants

J’ai bien alert mes rtines pour voir tout ce qu’y avait voir

Et j’ai march en observant, du ct chance de l’histoire

On a d’abord slam dans des bars, c’taient nos tours de Babel

L’histoire est devenue aventure et l’aventure est devenue belle

Avec un mlange de rencontres, d’envies et de prises de risques

Qui aurait cru que c’tait possible?

On a mme sorti un disque

Comme tout est all vite, l, je dcide de me poser

Quelques s’condes, me retourner pour essayer d’analyser

Une anne mouvemente pleine de surprises et d’actions

O, avec le public, on a chang des motions

Alors, j’essaie de raliser, de ressentir, de prendre conscience

De tout ce que a m’a apport d' recevoir cette reconnaissance

Je me souviens d’une farandole de sentiments mme si Le plus fort, c’est quand quelqu’un du public me dit merci

a rchauffe le ventre de savoir qu’on a fait du bien

Juste pour un petit moment, modestement, on cre du lien

Puis, je me dis que je me suis pas trop tromp quand j’ai mis

Sur toutes ces heures fragilises par un auditoire tamis

Y avait plein de gens qui m’coutaient, j’ai vu des oreilles plein leurs yeux

Un tas de cњurs bien intentionns, y avait des jeunes et puis des vieux

Ils taient l, ils m’attendaient mme l’aut' bout d' la France

Ils m’ont offert un bout d’histoire o j’ai march du ct chance

La belle aventure a pris de drles de proportions

Difficile de prvoir de pareilles mensurations

Bien sr, on y croyait mais personne ne pensait

Qu’y aurait des textes de slam au programme du bac franais

Tant d’vnements inattendus, parsems, forcment

Et j’ai slam, slalomant entre surprises et tonnements

Et si je reprends l’horloge de mon unique journe

Il est midi 40 quand s’achve la tourne

Cette premire tourne m’a offert tant d’images,

De plaisirs, de voyages, de sourires, de visages,

Des tmoignages qui ont gonfl mes poumons de gratitude

Voir un public se lever, on n’en prend jamais l’habitude

Alors merci pour votre coute et pour vos applaudissements

Ils rsonnent pour notre quipe comme les plus beaux encouragements

Merci Renaud et Gatan, et merci Timothe

J’ai compris, dans vos yeux d’enfants, qu' mes mots avaient d' l’utilit

On en a fait des kilomtres, vu des pages et vu des gares

Pour essayer de mieux s' connatre, la recherche de vos regards

Des patelins aux grandes villes, des petites salles aux festivals

De mes envies mon rel, de Saint-Denis Montral

Cent vingt dates de concert, avec un public aux p’tits soins

a laisse quelques souvenirs, t’as qu' demander aux musiciens

Et comme j' suis un gamin, bah!

J’ai envie d' recommencer

Et quoi qu’y se passe demain, je me souviendrai de l’anne passe

Y avait plein de gens qui m’coutaient, j’ai vu des oreilles plein leurs yeux

Un tas de cњurs bien intentionns, y avait des jeunes et puis des vieux

Ils taient l, ils m’attendaient mme l’aut' bout d' la France

Ils m’ont offert un bout d’histoire o j’ai march du ct chance

Quelques ddicaces pour les acteurs de cette tourne

Philippe, Jean, Florence, Nathalie, Hlne, Herv

Merci Hamid, Paco, Yannick et Rony

J’oublie pas James, Djamel, Raf, Karim et Ouali

Le noyau dur Yakeen, S Petit Nico et Feed Back

Merci Jean-Phi et Jean-Rachid, on partage tous le mme trac

Comte de Bouderbala et John Pucc', c’est toujours un plaisir

De vous avoir sur scne et rendez-vous l’Amazir

Y avait plein de gens qui m’coutaient, j’ai vu des oreilles plein leurs yeux

Un tas de cњurs bien intentionns, y avait des jeunes et puis des vieux

Ils taient l, ils m’attendaient mme l’aut' bout d' la France

Ils m’ont offert un bout d’histoire o j’ai march du ct chance

I'm not at the end of my surprises, on this, there's no doubt

And everyday I keep learning the codes of my way

The codes of my road, the codes of my road...

The codes of my road suddenly were very surprising

New signage, new signs, new turns

I alerted my retinas to see everything there was to see

And I walked watching, on the luck side of history

First we slammed in bars, it was our towers of Babel

History has become adventure and adventure has become beautiful

With a mixture of encounters, desires and risk-taking

Who would have thought that was possible?

We even released a record

As everything went quickly, there, I decide to ask myself

Few seconds, turn around to try to analyze

An eventful year full of surprises and action

O, with the public, we changed emotions

So I try to realize, to feel, to realize

For everything that has brought me to receive this recognition

I remember a farandole of feelings even if The strongest is when someone from the public says thank you to me

warms the belly to know that we have done good

Just for a little while, modestly, we bond

Then I tell myself that I was not too wrong when I put

On all those hours weakened by a sieve audience

There were plenty of people listening to me, I saw ears full of their eyes

A bunch of well-meaning hearts, there were young and then old

They were there, they were waiting for me even at the end of France

They offered me a piece of history where I walked on the lucky side

The beautiful adventure has taken on funny proportions

Difficult to predict such measurements

Of course we believed it but no one thought

What would be slam texts in the French baccalaureate program

So many unexpected events, sprinkled, necessarily

And I slam, slaloming between surprises and astonishments

And if I take back the clock of my only day

It's 12:40 when the tour ends

This first tour offered me so many images,

Of pleasures, of journeys, of smiles, of faces,

Testimonials that filled my lungs with gratitude

Seeing an audience rise, you never get used to it

So thank you for listening and for your applause.

They resonate for our team as the most beautiful encouragement

Thank you Renaud and Gatan, and thank you Timothy

I understood, in your children's eyes, that my words were useful

We've done miles, seen pages and seen stations

To try to get to know each other better, the search for your looks

From small towns to big cities, from small venues to festivals

From my desires my rel, from Saint-Denis Montral

One hundred and twenty concert dates, with a caring audience

left some memories, just ask the musicians

And since I'm a kid, bah!

I want to start over

And whatever happens tomorrow, I'll remember last year

There were plenty of people listening to me, I saw ears full of their eyes

A bunch of well-meaning hearts, there were young and then old

They were there, they were waiting for me even at the end of France

They offered me a piece of history where I walked on the lucky side

Some dedications for the actors of this tour

Philippe, Jean, Florence, Nathalie, Hlne, Herv

Thank you Hamid, Paco, Yannick and Rony

I don't forget James, Djamel, Raf, Karim and Ouali

Hard Core Yakeen, S Petit Nico and Feed Back

Thank you Jean-Phi and Jean-Rachid, we all share the same stage fright

Comte de Bouderbala and John Pucc', it's always a pleasure

To have you on stage and see you at the Amazir

There were plenty of people listening to me, I saw ears full of their eyes

A bunch of well-meaning hearts, there were young and then old

They were there, they were waiting for me even at the end of France

They offered me a piece of history where I walked on the lucky side