Below is the lyrics of the song Orange Duck , artist - Kiemsa with translation
Original text with translation
Kiemsa
En plein âge de bière, il court les rues de travers
Bien assoiffé, jamais à sec, bien entamé, il pue du bec
Commence sa grande tournée, pour accroupir du jeunot
Soigne son pedigree et sort la fraîche du manteau
Il allonge, il arrose, foi d´éponge, une cirrhose
Il prolonge, il propose, jusqu´a l´aube toutes les doses
Paie son premier verre, sourire en coin c´est offert
Pour finir sa carrière, car c´est son dernier
Le Triomphe d´Orange Duck (x 2)
Le roi des crevards, dixit le patron du bar
Non !
Non !
Non !
Roi des crevards !
Non !
Non !
Non !
Qui pour le croire?
Non !
Non !
Non !
C´est ce qu´on va voir
T´es bien trop sûr de toi
Tu ne sais pas qui tu fais boire
Orange Duck fut surpris
Sa puissante anesthésie est inefficace
L´autre toujours de glace
Les rôles s´inversèrent, la victime devint.
Tortionnaire
Il allonge, il arrose, foi d´éponge, une cirrhose
Il prolonge, il propose, jusqu´à l´aube toutes les doses
Commence à voir trouble, mais Orange Duck lève le coude
Pour finir sa carrière, car c´est son dernier
Le Triomphe d´Orange Duck (x 2)
Le roi des crevards, dixit le patron du bar
Cultiver des poivrots, demande un sacré goulot
Orange Duck le crevard, se fait torcher comme un chiard
L´ordure des bitures, Ethylie plate couture
Sa viande saoule au parquet, le successeur au taquet !
Le Triomphe d´Orange Duck (x 2)
Le roi des crevards, dixit le patron du bar
Non !
Non !
Non !
Roi des crevards !
Non !
Non !
Non !
A crevé ce soir
Comme un gros plein de pinard, gerbé sa dernière histoire
Enterré sous un bar, pour achever son devoir
In full beer age, he runs through the streets
Well thirsty, never dry, well started, it stinks
Starts his big tour, to squat some youngster
Heals his pedigree and pulls the fresh out of the coat
He lengthens, he waters, sponge faith, cirrhosis
He prolongs, he proposes, until dawn all the doses
Pay for her first drink, smirk, it's free
To finish his career, because it's his last
The Triumph of Orange Duck (x 2)
The king of crevards, says the bar owner
Nope !
Nope !
Nope !
King of the Crevards!
Nope !
Nope !
Nope !
Who to believe it?
Nope !
Nope !
Nope !
We will see
You're way too sure of yourself
You don't know who you drinkin'
Orange Duck was surprised
Its powerful anesthesia is ineffective
The other always ice
The roles were reversed, the victim became.
torturer
He lengthens, he waters, sponge faith, cirrhosis
He prolongs, he proposes, until dawn all the doses
Starts to see blurry, but Orange Duck raises his elbow
To finish his career, because it's his last
The Triumph of Orange Duck (x 2)
The king of crevards, says the bar owner
Growing boozers takes a hell of a bottleneck
Orange Duck the crevard, get wiped like a bastard
The filth of bitures, Ethylie flat seam
His meat drunk on the floor, the successor in charge!
The Triumph of Orange Duck (x 2)
The king of crevards, says the bar owner
Nope !
Nope !
Nope !
King of the Crevards!
Nope !
Nope !
Nope !
Broke tonight
Like a big full of booze, heaped his last story
Buried under a bar, to complete his duty
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