À qui la faute - Watcha

À qui la faute - Watcha

  • Year of release: 1998
  • Language: French
  • Duration: 5:33

Below is the lyrics of the song À qui la faute , artist - Watcha with translation

Lyrics " À qui la faute "

Original text with translation

À qui la faute

Watcha

Original text

Prenez peur car le cours des choses évolue très vite, qui blâmer?

Flots d’paroles et d’hypocrisies les visages s’animent de noirs desseins

Il est temps d’arracher ces masques que les faux-semblants disparaissent

Le jour de gloire n’est pas arrivé, continuons d’y croire, allons enfants…

Assez de ces discours pseudos moralistes à nous faire bé-gère

Assez de ces simulacres, de ces fils de putes!

Putes!

Dénoncer!

A qui?

A qui la faute?

A qui?

A qui la faute?

A qui?

A qui la faute?

faute!

L’heure est venue de se réveiller de cette léthargie cérébrale

Profil bas, soumission aveugle, ces messieurs n’attendant plus que ça

L’attentisme est la pire des armes, encore un suicide collectif

Mais j’entends résonner au loin l'étendard de la rébellion, non!

Assez de ces discours pseudos moralistes à nous faire bé-gère

Assez de ces simulacres, de ces fils de putes!

Putes!

Dénoncer!

A qui?

A qui la faute?

A qui?

A qui la faute?

A qui?

A qui la faute?

Coupables inavoués!

Assez de ces discours pseudo- moralistes à nous faire bé-gère

Assez de ces simulacres, de ces fils de putes

Song translation

Get scared because things are changing very fast, who's to blame?

Floods of words and hypocrisies the faces come alive with dark designs

It's time to rip off those masks let the pretense disappear

The day of glory has not arrived, let's continue to believe in it, let's go children...

Enough of these pseudo-moralist speeches to make us gossip

Enough of these simulacra, these sons of bitches!

Whores!

Denounce!

Whose?

Whose fault is it?

Whose?

Whose fault is it?

Whose?

Whose fault is it?

mistake!

It's time to wake up from this brain lethargy

Low profile, blind submission, these gentlemen are waiting for it

Waiting is the worst weapon, yet collective suicide

But I hear the banner of rebellion resounding in the distance, no!

Enough of these pseudo-moralist speeches to make us gossip

Enough of these simulacra, these sons of bitches!

Whores!

Denounce!

Whose?

Whose fault is it?

Whose?

Whose fault is it?

Whose?

Whose fault is it?

Unacknowledged culprits!

Enough of these pseudo-moralistic speeches to make us gawk

Enough of these simulacra, these sons of bitches

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