B.B. Jacques
B.B. Jacques-Comme une cicatrice (English translation)
[Lyrics to "Like a Scar"]

[Chorus]
I have to manage
Before living my art
The rumor runs that the muffler comes out, yes
I like to hear the silence when I empty my soul
I have to manage
Before living my art
The rumor runs that the muffler comes out, yes
I like to hear the silence when I empty my soul

[Verse 1]
Moody, like gallery windows
Of a town that has become a ghost, before the light ceases
Tonight the sun sеt, before 7:16 p.m
I'll join you, after ninеteen sixteen
She wants to stay in the 9th but I barely have enough to project myself into the 19th
Somehow she doesn't want to live in the 19th
I look at the blackened page
It's hard to turn it over to see the sheet blank
The slip is revealing, I wrote woman
There is the wolf, the lamb and the one who writes "needed"
1960, we calmed the kids by soaking the pacifier
We were smoking everywhere
A cigar in the mouth another in death
It's stupidity
[Bridge]
(Oh Hey)
As the other would say it goes "Oh Hey"
(Oh Hey)
Nothing good my baby than your water, yeah
They want to worry me
It's Okay
(Oh Hey)
Nothing good my baby than your water, yeah
They want to worry me
It's Okay

[Verse 2]
The end is near, at least that's what Kook told me
I listened to it, no matter what the bug said to me
Kho, thank you for the work you did
Last night I wrote six texts on three productions
Prepare me four coffees
Every time I finish a volume, I feel blue
I remain a warrior no matter who the couffard is
When you've lost everything, you have no choice, you start from scratch
Maybe I lacked zeal
My daronne served them a feast
Today they look at me as if to say that there was a lack of salt
My brother in the past tense, for the chorus you'll have to go back
I will not grant a second of silence to the MCs that I have offended
An untenable promise, neither buddy nor a passing friend
The little hate I had
Overshadowed so many passions
And the bend is tight on the road that leads to the apartment
That she wants me to buy
You, you think you compensate for your lack of charisma
With the bundles that you wave
Hey, we know what we do
Leader on my own pass
[Verse 3]
Ah bah yeah my reuf
She talks about you in the past tense, what?
You don't want to do without
Future, a present that I saw you let pass
Ah bah yeah my reuf
Maybe she's been lying to you from the start
Ah bah yeah my reuf
A strong coffee at quarter past eight
A lying four
They won't be able to lay me down even if
They get down to four
While DD is cutting wafers
We give each other advice
We avoid crises
The night will be calm because the only promises kept were those of dawn

[Verse 4]
The two people I see the most are unanimous
I reverse the roles
It may have become a mania
Don't get confused, Tino is the one who never takes his eyes off you
Jacques is the other, he is the one who reverses the rhymes
Recently I understood
That we move faster at three
It saves me from holding six oars
[Chorus]
I have to manage
Before living my art
The rumor runs that the muffler comes out, yes
I like to hear the silence when I empty my soul
I have to manage
Before living my art
The rumor runs that the muffler comes out, yes
I like to hear the silence when I empty my soul

[Outtro]
It's not everyone who is targeted
Between the phases there are ellipses
Designed, above a chic restaurant
On which there is praise
We live there, we work there, we sleep there
I could have stopped to leave you an 8
Tell us how much of a robber you are
Shut up
You have a one in two chance of appearing intriguing