Paname
La nuit du haut de ma tour
La tête dans les étoiles
Le lendemain à l’école dans la cour
J’disais poto passe-moi la balle
Maman me disait fais tes devoirs
J’lui répondais, attends de voir
J’lui faisais lire chacun de mes poèmes
Un jour à paris, je chanterai que j’laime
Paname, paname, on arrive
Moi ma gueule et mon sac à dos
Paname, paname, on arrive
Moi mes rêves et mes chansons
Paname, paname, on arrive
Moi ma gueule et mon sac à dos
Paname, paname, on arrive
Moi mes rêves et mes chansons
Paname, paname, on on arrive
Paname, paname, on on arrive
Mes rêves
Paname, paname, on on arrive
Paname, paname, on on arrive
Ce matin sur le quai
J’attends le train pour paris
Sur la tête, mon bonnet
Des idées sur la vie
Là bas les gens se foutent de tout de tout
Dans les bars ils boivent des coups des coups
A la santé de tous leurs amours
Qui bien sûr dureront toujours
Paname, paname, on arrive
Moi ma gueule et mon sac à dos
Paname, paname, on arrive
Moi mes rêves et mes chansons
Paname, paname, on arrive
Moi ma gueule et mon sac à dos
Paname, paname, on arrive
Moi mes rêves et mes chansons
Paname, paname, on on arrive
Paname, paname, on on arrive
Mes rêves
Paname, paname, on on arrive
Paname, paname, on on arrive
Moi aussi je veux me foutre de tout
Dans les bars aller boire des coups
Oublier qu’après le périph
La vie est un peu plus triste
Paname, paname, on arrive on arrive
Paname, paname, on arrive on arrive
Paname, paname, on arrive
Moi ma gueule et mon sac à dos
Paname, paname, on arrive
Moi mes rêves et mes chansons
Paname, paname, on on arrive
Paname, paname, on on arrive
Mes rêves
Paname, paname, on on arrive
Paname, paname, on on arrive
Paname
From the top of my tower at night
Head in the stars
The next day at school in the yard
I'd say, 'Dude, pass me the ball'
Mom would tell me to do my homework
I'd reply, 'Wait and see'
I'd make her read each of my poems
One day in Paris, I'll sing that I love her
Paname, Paname, we're coming
Me, my face, and my backpack
Paname, Paname, we're coming
Me, my dreams, and my songs
Paname, Paname, we're coming
Me, my face, and my backpack
Paname, Paname, we're coming
Me, my dreams, and my songs
Paname, Paname, we're arriving
Paname, Paname, we're arriving
My dreams
Paname, Paname, we're arriving
Paname, Paname, we're arriving
This morning on the platform
I wait for the train to Paris
On my head, my beanie
Ideas about life
Over there, people don't care about anything
In the bars, they drink shots, shots
To the health of all their loves
Which of course will last forever
Paname, Paname, we're coming
Me, my face, and my backpack
Paname, Paname, we're coming
Me, my dreams, and my songs
Paname, Paname, we're coming
Me, my face, and my backpack
Paname, Paname, we're coming
Me, my dreams, and my songs
Paname, Paname, we're arriving
Paname, Paname, we're arriving
My dreams
Paname, Paname, we're arriving
Paname, Paname, we're arriving
I also want to not care about anything
Go to bars, have shots
Forget that after the ring road
Life is a little sadder
Paname, Paname, we're arriving, we're arriving
Paname, Paname, we're arriving, we're arriving
Paname, Paname, we're coming
Me, my face, and my backpack
Paname, Paname, we're coming
Me, my dreams, and my songs
Paname, Paname, we're arriving
Paname, Paname, we're arriving
My dreams
Paname, Paname, we're arriving
Paname, Paname, we're arriving