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Camille - Je ne mâche pas mes mots dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre




I don't mince my words

I don't mince my words1
I don't mince my words
 
If I happen to be thunderstruck by the chocolate éclair2, it's because I very often see sense before dipping my finger into the apple compote again, made a capella style on the piano.
 
If the mere sight of honey is enough to clear my throat, a sweetener will do nothing to quell her granny's rage when she sees a little pea underneath the princess.
Oh! GMO3!
 
I don't mince my words
I don't mince my words
 
If I sometimes relish it all before devouring my prey,
If I sometimes lighten my load as a cat would do
Before surrendering my tongue4, I lick your smooth skin seven times over5.
 
If cuisine comes from the heart, then music comes from the stomach
And if I like tripe so much, it's because I've got guts - as proof of my zeal, I'll write on the checked tablecloth with a pen of barley syrup.
 
I don't mince my words (I don't mince, I don't mince my words)
I don't mince my words (I don't mince, I don't mince my words)
 
I don't mince, I don't mince my words
I don't mince, I don't mince my words
I don't mince, I don't mince,
I don't mince, I don't mince,
 
On behalf of the fickle Castafiore6, the Tarentella7 and hand-chopped steak tartare,
of strawberry coulis and my voice in the echo,
I don't mince, I don't mince, I don't mince, I don't mince my words
My words
My words
My words
 
  • 1. Literallly 'I don't chew my words' as in 'I speak my mind'.
  • 2. Not because Camille's eyes are too big for her belly, but because an 'éclair' in French in fact refers to a flash of lightning.
  • 3. I could be wrong, but I believe 'Genetically Modified Organism' is being referenced here. Perhaps as part of the song's motif of food and the mouth?
  • 4. A reference to the previous line: 'to give (surrender) one's tongue to the cat' is an idiom meaning 'to give up' in French.
  • 5. I think the number seven here could be an allusion to the French proverb 'Il faut tourner sept fois sa langue dans sa bouche avant de parler', which can be translated to 'You should count to ten before you say anything' (lit. 'You should turn your tongue over seven times in your mouth before speaking').
  • 6. A hint to the fictional character Bianca Castafiore from the well-known comic series 'The Adventures of Tintin' by Belgian cartoonist Hergé (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bianca_Castafiore).
  • 7. A traditional folk dance originating from southern Italy. Popular in both South Italy and Argentina (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tarantella).


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2024.11.24.

EMILIA • WRONG ADDRESS





An old story, you and I, once in love, a perfect tie.
We were happy, heart to heart, but now we’ve fallen apart.
I’m just a memory—get used to it!
Go to her now, let anger hit.
 

Run away, just leave me be.
I’ve had enough of your lies, you see.
You deserve to be alone in pain
No turning back—it’s all in vain.
 

At night, you’d call me, craving more.
With her, was it better than before?
My number’s gone, don’t try to find,
I’ve left it all behind.
 

When I was hurting, where did you stay?
With someone else, you chose to play.
Drink all you want—it won’t make me care.
Search for me, but I’m not there.
 

Remember the days I hid my tears?
Now you burn with the same fears.
Keep your words, they mean no more,
You killed the love we had before.
 


2024.11.24.

I will Win (I Wanna Be a Hero) credits version





Starting a long journey...
Opening a new page
 

I will win! (Win!)
Pokémon for the advanced!
(The advanced!)
I will win! (Win!)
I will touch the clouds...
And I'll prove to everyone...
Who's the best, the best in the world...
I will win!
Pokémon!
 


2024.11.24.

Heavenly clouds





Oh, heavenly clouds, eternal wanderers!
Over an azure steppe, a pearly brethren
Akin to myself, you travelers hasten
From the dear north to course southern.
 

Then who is exiling you: is it fate’s verdict?
Is it the envy concealed? Is it malice in the open?
Or is there a crime that levees a burden?
Could it be slander by friends that is poison?
 

No, you are fatigued by fields that stay barren…
Foreign are passions to you and the suffering alien
Always cold-bloodied, always independent,
You have no homeland, know not of banishment.
 


2024.11.24.

The solitary man of the night





The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
I have departed, solitary and dejected
Severed my heart from the all
The loneliest of the lonely, sorrowful and disgraced
The one alone and without a tomorrow, that is me
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
 

The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips
I have departed from your city
Packed my rucksack and left
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
 

The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips