Stromae
Stromae - Fils de joie (English Translation)
Fils de joie [Son of Joy]
[Verse 1]
Being alone is not easy
And it’s been years since my last time
Being judgmental is much easier
Especially when you’ve never tried it
The hardest part, well, it’s the first time
And now what’s hard is to decide when the last time will be, hmm
I’m not against a little tenderness from time to timeMaybe this time around we can do it with me insulting her
Yeah evеrything is negotiable in life, if you got thе money
And after all I’m probably her best customer
[Chorus]
But HEY! (But HEY!)
Leave my mom alone
Yes I know, she’s not perfect, it’s true
She’s a hero (Hero)
And I will always speak of her with pride
I’ll speak of her with pride
I’m a son of a whore as they say
After everything she’s done for them
Forgive them, they’re dumb
Oh dear mom
They dehumanize you
It’s easier for them
But they also court you
And everybody looks the other way
[Verse 2]
Why does everyone hate me?
I’m the one feeding them
Their lives would be way more mediocre
Without me, their lives would be shitty
A place to sleep safely
That has a price, Missy
Well duh, in this life, everything comes at a price
Nobody ever told you? Hmm
They say I’m guilty of human trafficking
But 50, 40, 30 or 20% is not nothing
They better not delude themselves and think they’re models
Ladies—or should I say: hookers!
[Chorus]
But HEY!
Leave my mom alone
Yes I know, she’s not perfect, it’s true
She’s a hero
And I will always speak of her with pride
I’ll speak of her with pride
I’m a son of a whore as they say
After everything she’s done for them
Forgive them, they’re dumb
Oh dear mom
They dehumanize you
It’s easier for them
But they also court you
And everybody looks the other way
[Verse 3]
I know that it’s your job
But I gotta do mine, don’t I?
The difference between us two
Is that I do pay taxes
Move along now, woman
Take back your ID and what’s left of your dignity
You’re pathetic, pfft
Find yourself a real job!
[Chorus]
But HEY!
Leave my mom alone
Yes I know, she’s not perfect, it’s true
She’s a hero
And I will always speak of her with pride
I’ll speak of her with pride
I’m a son of a whore as they say
After everything she’s done for them
Forgive them, they’re dumb
Oh dear mom
They dehumanize you
It’s easier for them
But they also court you
And everybody looks the other way