Sûr de rien [English translation]
Sûr de rien [English translation]
You’re sure of nothing here
Oblivion looks for brothers on every corner
In wait, ready to pounce
A man sleeps on the sidewalk
Words reverberating in his memory
Hungry, cold, desperate for hope
But it’s too late; people don’t go out at night anymore
Too afraid that a young wolf will attack them in the dark
So they live in a voting booth
Glued to the tv, aint no time to waste
To say hello to the neighbour across the hall, after, second-guessing
They speak of delinquency
I speak of poor, lost brothers
For whom opulence is paramount
A tip, a good rib cage
A few litres, to play the free falling man
To break the cycle
The stunts aren’t dubbed
Uncontrollable blunders
Tough to erase past mistakes
Dwelling on them, makes no sense
But it’s the only way to exist
A line, a scar
Who said that you’re living, no one ever knows
You’re sure of nothing here
Chorus: (x2)
You’re sure of nothing here where I live
What we’re living is not life
Here or elsewhere, there ain’t no seasons
Rotten luck follows our talons
Nothing is predictable under the neon lights
If you don’t wanna finish dirty, how do you play your adversaries
Some find, some search
They’re always searching
If no one throws them a line
It’s already lost
We persevere with a father austere
We get by sometimes, if wild dreams don’t haunt our minds
When they’re lucid, it’s a battle
In our homes, nothin aint right anymore
But only there do we feel solid
Loved forever despite our misdemeanours
Happy, we hustle to feel assured
A mother, is a mother
You know that, that’s good
Spirituality is missing, vitality heavy
Having a roof, a home
My abstraction, it’s arduous
At month’s end, we can’t escape it
So, we gather all our assets
And still, no way to put the jinx on its knees
Leave a mark on an ephemeral passage
Say that we lived
Not ending like a song that dies
Because we don’t sing it anymore
It’s the Grail that everybody trails
Incessantly, spasmodically into the afterlife
But yeah, you’re sure of nothing here
Chorus
Uncertainty displays its anxiety
Its doom to solitude
Paranoia in all its glory
Soon a bullet will flash out of a barrel
As certain as a star
A soul can stop shining
Right in the middle of a pedestrian crossing, accepting
Pushing men to put it all on the line
To give as good as they get
Not kneeling on the ground
Confidence stingy, a smile washed away by fear
The absence of “I love you” enraging the heart
In a sweat, seeing the end, crying
Facing the weak probability of living fortunately
Kids become terrors, dealers
We can’t speak what we have never heard
So, we grow up alone, we grow old alone, we die alone
All this without having lived
Fixed in front of the mirror
The time that’s passing leaving its traces on our faces
Quickly, gotta leave a mark
Someone will see a name engraved on a public bench
At least it’s not all just a dream
You’re sure of nothing here
Chorus
- Artist:Shurik'n
- Album:Où je vis