La Muerte
La Tordue Lyrics


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On se croit les plus mieux
En fait, on est que dalle
On n´est que croque-monsieur
Quand la mort a la dalle

On se croit fortiche
On est pas très costaud
On est pris en sandwich
Quand la mort a les crocs

On joue les forts en gueule
On se targue de vivre
On finit amuse-gueule
Quand la mort s´enivre

On s´voit fier comme l´éclair
On est déjà chocolat
Tout tordus de travers
Seule la mort nous fout droits

On y croit dur comme fer
Eternels intouchables
Et nous voilà dessert
Quand Madame passe à table

On la croise au hasard
Dans un lit dans la rue
Elle nous dit "A plus tard,
Je te mangerai tout cru"

On pique-nique dans les champs
On parle de blé avenue Foch




Et le soir au couchant
C´est la fin qui nous fauche

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to La Tordue's song La muerte (Death) talk about how we think that we are superior and invincible, but suddenly death comes and takes us all. The lyrics show the arrogance of human beings and how we sometimes feel untouchable, but in reality, we are fragile creatures. The lines, "On se croit fortiche, On est pas très costaud, On est pris en sandwich, Quand la mort a les crocs" (We think we're strong, but we're not that tough, We're caught in the middle when death bites) show how even the strongest people can be taken down by death.


The song also talks about how we live our lives thinking that we have all the time in the world, but death is always near us. The lines, "On joue les forts en gueule, On se targue de vivre, On finit amuse-gueule, Quand la mort s´enivre" (We act tough, We brag about living, But we end up appetizers when death gets drunk) illustrate that even if we pretend to be strong, death can come at any time and take us.


In the end, the song reminds us that death is the only thing that is constant and we should not take our lives for granted. It is a powerful message about life's transience and how we should cherish every moment we have.


Line by Line Meaning

On se croit les plus mieux
We think we are the best


En fait, on est que dalle
But actually, we are nothing


On n´est que croque-monsieur
We are just like a toasted sandwich


Quand la mort a la dalle
When death is hungry


On se croit fortiche
We think we are tough


On est pas très costaud
But we are not very strong


On est pris en sandwich
We are caught in the middle


Quand la mort a les crocs
When death is hungry


On joue les forts en gueule
We act like we're tough


On se targue de vivre
We boast about living


On finit amuse-gueule
But we end up as appetizers


Quand la mort s´enivre
When death gets drunk


On s´voit fier comme l´éclair
We see ourselves as bright as lightning


On est déjà chocolat
But we are already doomed


Tout tordus de travers
Twisted and turned


Seule la mort nous fout droits
Only death can make us straight


On y croit dur comme fer
We believe it firmly


Eternels intouchables
As if we were untouchable forever


Et nous voilà dessert
Yet here we are, just dessert


Quand Madame passe à table
When madam gets hungry


On la croise au hasard
We meet her by chance


Dans un lit dans la rue
In a bed in the street


Elle nous dit 'A plus tard,
She says, 'See you later,'


Je te mangerai tout cru'
'I'll eat you raw'


On pique-nique dans les champs
We picnic in the fields


On parle de blé avenue Foch
We talk about wheat on Avenue Foch


Et le soir au couchant
And in the evening at sunset


C´est la fin qui nous fauche
That's when the end comes and cuts us down




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