Pommeau de douche Lyrics (English Translation) – Limsa d’Aulnay, ISHA

Read the full Pommeau de douche (English Translation) lyrics by Limsa d’Aulnay and ISHA along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Limsa Daulnay’s music, you can also explore Abd al Malik & Wallen and Trafics locaux, two other songs by Limsa Daulnay.

[Chorus: ISHA]
You know what I’m talking about, don’t play innocent
You and I, we’ve known each other for a long time
Our tears flow strangely
There are several options on the showerhead
Call me one of these days if you change your mind
If I opened the door, it wasn’t to let the wind in
But even when we share the pain as a family
Despite that, you feel incredibly alone

[Verse 1: Limsa d’Aulnay]
When I speak, I’m in his place, when I speak, I’m in economy mode

Since I was little, I’ve had this aura, when I rap everyone listens
Almost forty, I need to write deconstructed stuff
You wonder why, as soon as we see the cops, we run
Watch out if, in the chase, you sprained your ankle (Ouch)
Get ready, they’re probably going to take it out on you
Almost forty but I still don’t like the police, yeah
Almost forty but I’m going to keep saying “Arabs and Blacks”
Man, I’m not going to start talking about my racialized friends
I’m going to keep saying that the system is screwing us over, man
I’m not just going to say that we’re ostracized
I’m not going to say that France loves us like its sons, man
But that it sees us all as dependent kids
It’s a big racist but
I think at this point, I’m not even saddened by it anymore

[Chorus: ISHA]
You know what I’m talking about, don’t play innocent
You and I, we’ve known each other for a long time
Our tears flow strangely
There are several options on the showerhead
Call me one of these days if you Change your mind
If I opened the door, it wasn’t to let the wind in
But even when we share the pain as a family
Despite that, you feel incredibly alone

[Verse 2: ISHA]
In the morning, I arrive in your city for work, for a concert
The booker tells me it’s full, tonight, it’s definitely packed
The spotlight was on you when I started this song
And you had your gaze lowered like when you’re peeling a clementine
My job is to make you feel that you’re filled with sadness
That we share the suffering, writings to annihilate you
Me too, sometimes, I listen to songs that emotionally exhaust me
I’m alive, I’m breathing, I’m very grateful
Because Hell starts here
We open our bellies, our guts like an artistic performance
And if you knew the real script, the real synopsis
You would have fled our lives, you would have hidden behind the gray curtain
I’m at the window and I see agents passing the intersection
I write every three hundred and sixty-five days
And yes, there are guys like me in every hood
When I rap, you hear “grah, boom”

[Chorus: ISHA]
You know what I’m talking about, don’t play innocent
You and I, we’ve known each other for a long time
Our tears flow strangely
There are several options on the showerhead
Call me one of these days if you change your mind
If I opened the door, it wasn’t to let the wind in
But even when we share the pain as a family
Despite that, you feel incredibly alone
You know what I’m talking about, don’t play innocent
You and I, we’ve known each other for a long time
Our tears They’re flowing strangely
There are several options on the shower head
Call me one of these days if you change your mind
If I opened the door, it wasn’t to let the wind in
But even when you share the pain with family
Despite that, you still feel incredibly alone