Collision
Raphaël Lyrics


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Tenir la ligne droite, serrer,
La voir vide, puis - danger.
Protéger les yeux des phares...
Qui se soucie de vivre tard?
Rentrer dans le tunnel,
Sortir, collé au siège.
Tu peux coller tes pare-chocs,
T'accrocher à nos cuires.
Serai Paris avant la nuit.
Pas frimer, c'est ça la vie.
Toute vie que j'ai plus de permis,
C'est l'heure de minuit, c'est ça, la vie.
Rentrer dans le tunnel,
Pare-brise taché de ciel.




Tu peux coller à la route,
T'accrocher à nos croûtes.

Overall Meaning

In the song Collision by Raphaël, the lyrics describe the experience of driving at night. The opening lines encourage the listener to stay in their lane and stay focused, to avoid any potential danger. The next line offers the image of an empty road, but this is quickly followed by a reference to the headlights of other cars, which serves as a reminder of the risks involved in driving. The lyrics then suggest protecting one's eyes from these lights, which could be interpreted as a metaphor for protecting oneself from the distractions and pressures of modern life.


The chorus of the song emphasizes the feeling of speed and excitement that can come with driving at night, as well as the sense of camaraderie that can develop between drivers on the road. There is a sense of urgency to get to one's destination before night falls completely, and a sense that this is what it means to truly live. The final verse is more reflective, with a hint of regret for past mistakes that have resulted in a loss of one's driver's license. However, the overall effect of the song is one of exhilaration and freedom, even as it acknowledges the risks and responsibilities that come with driving.


Line by Line Meaning

Tenir la ligne droite, serrer,
Maintain a straight line, grip the handlebars tight


La voir vide, puis - danger.
Seeing it empty, then - danger.


Protéger les yeux des phares...
Protect your eyes from the headlights...


Qui se soucie de vivre tard?
Who cares about living a long time?


Rentrer dans le tunnel,
Enter the tunnel,


Sortir, collé au siège.
Come out, glued to the seat.


Tu peux coller tes pare-chocs,
You can stick your bumpers,


T'accrocher à nos cuires.
Hold onto our leathers.


Serai Paris avant la nuit.
I'll be in Paris before night.


Pas frimer, c'est ça la vie.
Not showing off, that's life.


Toute vie que j'ai plus de permis,
All the life I have without a license,


C'est l'heure de minuit, c'est ça, la vie.
It's midnight, that's life.


Rentrer dans le tunnel,
Enter the tunnel,


Pare-brise taché de ciel.
Windshield stained with sky.


Tu peux coller à la route,
You can stick to the road,


T'accrocher à nos croûtes.
Hold onto our crusts.




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@davin1287

Kempe embellished

@rodchallis8031

Great example of where the Ref's should have called a major so they could review the play-- and then not call a penalty hopefully in this case.

@JayLesykWx

no lol cuz that’s clearly not a penalty from the get go

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Wowww a ninja turtle plays for the oilers!

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