Dernière pluie Lyrics (English Translation) – Zamdane

Read the full Dernière pluie (English Translation) lyrics by Zamdane along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Zamdane’s music, you can also explore Hero, another song by Zamdane.

[Verse 1]
I deserve diamonds and ivory, to embellish the lack of hope
A sad story—my reality? I’m conditioned to disappoint
Every second spent in my head, I speak with the monster hiding there
The world looks dark from my window, scarred like the faces of my crew
Big up to Bab Doukkala, that’s family—this life will never taste like vanilla
That girl will never get a diamond ring, her smile is pure, but her body is tainted
In this industry, I didn’t put in my heart, but my mind is fully there
Where are the missing pieces? I’m incomplete like February
It’s easy to love, easier to hate, hanging in the hood with my cousins from Zaire
One death, two deaths—I haven’t been naive for a long time
Now I have to multiply all these sums—my mother was the first to predict it
Ayoub Zaidane’s squad, these are real men, because these are stories from real life
Sometimes even my mother doesn’t recognize me—her son is imperfect in the system
3.5.7.18, Beretta—my guitar is sad, but it loves it
We’re not in a Miyazaki film—at the cost of my losses, I wrote Hayati
I haven’t covered everything up yet (Pff), but I still feel empty when you’re not here

[Chorus]
Come on, let’s fight, come on, let’s fight—this year, I reached a new level
Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, but my soul is still intact
Here, they shout “Akha,” not “Artena” when Belzebuth’s soldiers arrive
I go to war—my mother is Athena, your mother is the queen of wh*res
I put in my money, I’m my own producer, and on weekends, I’m a reproducer
I invest, I cash out—but that doesn’t heal the wounds of the heart
And I know that down here, everything has a price—even cruelty isn’t free
I fu*ked the mother of the last ember—I gave her the child of the last rain, selem

[Verse 2]
They almost found me in the impound lot, wandering aimlessly like a stray cat
I lost my way, I lost my way—but I’m just a man made of clay and dust
Every year brings its share of battles—experience is the best army
You want to know why I’m stubborn? Because I feel like I was stillborn
I’m a little too proud, like Vegeta—where’s my dog, the one who wrinkled my sheets?
Ah, ah, an eternity wouldn’t be enough for you to forgive me
My pain is innocent like words, my anger is imprisoned like wild beasts
My soul is black, my heart is black—from chasing after purple bills

I boost my numbers without sucking d!cks—next car I get, I’ll do a Roqya
An indelible mistake—it’s stupid, sometimes at night, I think about Boyka
The bad ones—we humiliate them—she says I look cute with my bun
Yeah, I’m proud, yeah, I’m proud—when I hear my crowd singing Million
Bro, I grew up where danger lives—all I wanted was to change my life

[Chorus]
Come on, let’s fight, come on, let’s fight—this year, I reached a new level
Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, but my soul is still intact
Here, they shout “Akha,” not “Artena” when Belzebuth’s soldiers arrive
I go to war—my mother is Athena, your mother is the queen of wh*res
I put in my money, I’m my own producer, and on weekends, I’m a reproducer
I invest, I cash out—but that doesn’t heal the wounds of the heart
And I know that down here, everything has a price—even cruelty isn’t free
I fu*ked the mother of the last ember—I gave her the child of the last rain, selem