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Jus de canneberges
Malajube Lyrics


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Le mal blanc sur ma main noire
Et le rire jaune sur tes lèvres roses
Tu verses le sang sur mes vers blancs (non-pluricellulaires)
Et n'y voir que du bleu
Et pour tuer le ver tu bois l'armée rouge

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Malajube's song Jus de canneberges tell a story of contrasting colors and actions. The first line, "Le mal blanc sur ma main noire" translates to "The white evil on my black hand." This juxtaposes the colors usually associated with good and evil, highlighting the contradictions in life. The next line, "Et le rire jaune sur tes lèvres roses" translates to "And the yellow laughter on your pink lips." This line likens a person's smile to the color yellow, which often symbolizes cowardice or jealousy. It brings forth the idea that even if a person has a beautiful appearance, they may have deceitful intentions.


The next line, "Tu verses le sang sur mes vers blancs (non-pluricellulaires)" translates to "You pour blood on my white (non-pluricellular) verse." This line highlights the violent actions of the person in question. The phrase "n'y voir que du bleu" translates to "To see only blue," implying that the violence is being downplayed or ignored. Finally, the line "Et pour tuer le ver tu bois l'armée rouge" translates to "And to kill the worm, you drink the red army." This line may be interpreted in several ways. It could be a metaphor for the person's attempt to suppress their emotions or pain with alcohol. Or it could be a literal reference to cranberry juice, which is the title of the song, with the red army symbolizing the cranberries.


Overall, the lyrics of Jus de canneberges are thought-provoking, and the metaphorical language involved requires careful interpretation.


Line by Line Meaning

Le mal blanc sur ma main noire
The stain of guilt on my dark conscience


Et le rire jaune sur tes lèvres roses
And the fake smile on your pretty face


Tu verses le sang sur mes vers blancs (non-pluricellulaires)
You spill your secrets on my blank pages


Et n'y voir que du bleu
And see only what you want to see


Et pour tuer le ver tu bois l'armée rouge
And to kill the truth, you drown it with lies




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