les horizontales
Justin(e) Lyrics


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We've got no choice !
Nous voilà dans la Reine, aujourd'hui, les dépendances sont ouvertes,
Il y a vice de forme.
We've got no choice !
Des suites agréables, avec vue sur de magnifiques trompe-l'œil,
Il y a visite de forme.
Tout est complètement certain : " Les hiérarchies sont éternelles ",
" Regarde l'animal ! ".
Regarde toi, un peu mieux que ça,
Un peu mieux que " moi ", il est possible alors…

Doré l'après ! We've got lot of ideas !
Et comme en droit, faire imploser l'organigramme.
Doré l'après…
Dans les horizontales

Demande moi la permission,
Je te demande de me demander
La permission de me demander.
Les dépendances aux maîtres fous,
Aux rois qui se prennent pour des rois,
Leurs bons points, leurs mauvais,
Leurs moyens de la peur de la faute,
La peur de la faute, la peur de la faute.

It's time to realize your rights. But how ? But why?
It's time to know your rights. But how? But why?
It's time to perfect your rights. But how? But why?

Rien est certain,
L'horizon, vous va si bien,
L'horizontal, n'est pas si loin.
Non, rien n'est complètement certain,
Et l'horizon vous va si bien,
L'horizontal ne veut que votre bien.





(Merci à jujuz pour cettes paroles)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Les Horizontales" by Justin(e) are a commentary on conformity and power structures. The first verse references a "Reine" or queen, which can be seen as a metaphor for an oppressive system. The line "Il y a vice de forme" suggests that there is something wrong with the system, but it is being ignored. The following lines describe pleasant surroundings and beautiful illusions, but they are ultimately misleading: "Tout est complètement certain" ("Everything is completely certain") is a statement that implies the opposite, and "Les hiérarchies sont éternelles" ("Hierarchies are eternal") underlines the permanence of power structures. The line "Regarde l'animal!" challenges the listener to take a closer look at themselves and consider their own place in the system.


The chorus, "Doré l'après! We've got lot of ideas! Et comme en droit, faire imploser l'organigramme. Doré l'après... Dans les horizontales" can be translated as "Golden afterwards! We have a lot of ideas! And like in law, make the organizational chart implode. Golden afterwards... In the horizontal realm." This suggests that a better world is possible, but it requires deconstructing the current power structure. The following verses describe the fear of punishment and the importance of permission, which can be interpreted as the fear of going against the norm and the need for approval from those in power. The final lines of the song encourage the listener to embrace the unknown and reject the idea of certainty: "Rien n'est complètement certain, et l'horizon vous va si bien, l'horizontal ne veut que votre bien" ("Nothing is completely certain, and the horizon suits you so well, the horizontal only wants the best for you").


Overall, "Les Horizontales" is a powerful critique of societal norms and an invitation to challenge the status quo.


Line by Line Meaning

We've got no choice !
We are obligated to do this whether we like it or not!


Nous voilà dans la Reine, aujourd'hui, les dépendances sont ouvertes, Il y a vice de forme.
Here we are in the Queen, today, the dependencies are open, there is a formality problem.


Des suites agréables, avec vue sur de magnifiques trompe-l'œil, Il y a visite de forme.
Pleasant suites, with views of magnificent trompe l'oeil, there is a formal visit.


Tout est complètement certain : "Les hiérarchies sont éternelles", "Regarde l'animal !".
Everything is completely certain: "Hierarchies are eternal," "Look at the animal!"


Regarde toi, un peu mieux que ça, Un peu mieux que "moi", il est possible alors…
Look at yourself, a little better than that, a little better than "me", it is possible then...


Doré l'après ! We've got lot of ideas ! Et comme en droit, faire imploser l'organigramme. Doré l'après… Dans les horizontales
The golden age is coming! We have so many ideas! And like in law, make the organigram explode. The golden age, in the horizontal.


Demande moi la permission, Je te demande de me demander La permission de me demander.
Ask me for permission, I ask you to ask me for permission.


Les dépendances aux maîtres fous, Aux rois qui se prennent pour des rois, Leurs bons points, leurs mauvais, Leurs moyens de la peur de la faute, La peur de la faute, la peur de la faute.
Dependencies on crazy masters, on kings who think they are kings, their good points, their bad ones, their means of fear of the fault, fear of the fault, fear of the fault.


It's time to realize your rights. But how ? But why? It's time to know your rights. But how? But why? It's time to perfect your rights. But how? But why?
It's time to understand your rights. But how? But why? It's time to know your rights. But how? But why? It's time to improve your rights. But how? But why?


Rien est certain, L'horizon, vous va si bien, L'horizontal, n'est pas si loin. Non, rien n'est complètement certain, Et l'horizon vous va si bien, L'horizontal ne veut que votre bien.
Nothing is certain, the horizon suits you so well, the horizontal is not so far away. No, nothing is completely certain, and the horizon suits you so well, the horizontal only wants your good.




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