Rhum coca [English translation]

The night in rain, I want to be seen meandering tipsily

I want to be taken by hands, the cliché of guys who hang around

The amorous air, the skies of wool, the midst at dawn, and the time to rebound

As if I were moving, camera in sequence

In the streets, on the platforms, to clearly fall for me

I want people talking to me about music less, and rather I want them to listen to me

I want a mosaic house, and the sea at the end of the raod

In the intoxication on the streets, and the escaped nights

I run, and keep running, without getting caught

And I don't listen anything anymore from those who come to talk to me

Leave me alone like a dog, and my way, I will find it again

I sent messages, too late at night

I tried to confide my hear to black fears

I spend so many nights, without remembering

A promise of a night, that I soon forgot

My youth dived in the rums and cokes

For when the world is crazy, we only have the drunkenness

To switch the head, and the flowery thoughts

We throw ourselves into the party, while swallowing snakes

I wanted to hide, and scratch my face

It's not too important, everything is merely a mirage

We get attached to things, that often overcome us

We want to take a break, but I'm getting bored

Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh

Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh

I wanted the night, kissing the entire Earth

I need to it so much, before laying in the coffin

When the forests wither away, and when everything falls apart

I need to dance, in the rain, under the lightning

I met people, and traversed paths

Went on journeys, to take care of my doubts

I played at bars, before so few people

Reggae in a garage, finger on the world map

In the night of full moon, I wanted to confuse myself

To give my plume, between Kyoto and London

My stories that fill up my notebooks

As the illuminations are sketched out under the glass

I ran out of time and lost friends

We bar hop, we bail, there are people that gets forgotten

But I remember everything, and the poetry

I screw the perfect people, I prefer my heresies

Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh

Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh

• Artist:Tim Dup
• Album:Qu’en restera-t-il ?