Dharma Blues
Raphael Lyrics


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Tous les soirs un enfant nait
Je fais couler mon bain
Tous les soirs un enfant meurt
Et tous les soirs le ciel s'éteint

Pour les milliardaires sur leur yacht
Pendant que d'autres tendent la main
Bouffe tes lames de rasoir
Bruit de serrure dans le couloir

Avant que j'me range
Il faudrait pas trop m'chercher
Pour toute l'eau du Gange
Je vois pas que ça s'arrange
Mais comme la vie est belle
Comme la vie est belle...

Yepa, yepa, yepa

Tous les soirs dans le caniveau
Les étoiles se ramassent au fil de l'eau
Tous les soirs réveiller les morts
Les comètes les météores

Un arc-en-ciel pour les pauvres
Le bon Dieu rallume la nuit
Mais quel temps fait-il ailleurs ?
Les jours sont ils aussi sombres ou bien meilleurs ?

Avant que j'me range
Il faudrait pas trop m'chercher
Et pour toute l'eau du Gange
Je vois pas que ça s'arrange
Comme la vie est belle
L'Univers prend soin de tout

Yepa, yepa, yepa...

Tous les soirs un milliard de personnes
Vont dormir sans manger
Tous les soirs les larmes du Gange
Je vois pas que ça s'arrange

Il pleut des tombes à Calcutta
Dans le grand nulle part de nos draps
Mais dans la ville des mendiants
L'eau froide nous réveillera

Avant que j'me range
Il faudrait pas trop m'chercher
Et pour toute l'eau du Gange
Je vois pas que ça s'arrange
Avant que j'me range
Que j'ferme ma gueule
Pour toute l'encre de la Chine
Pour toute l'encre de la Chine...
Comme la vie est belle
L'Univers prendra soin de tout...

Yepa, yepa, yepa





Mais comme la Vie est Belle
Comme la Vie est Belle !

Overall Meaning

In "Dharma Blues", Raphaël paints a picture of the world's beauty and injustices. He begins the song by juxtaposing birth and death - an everyday cyclical phenomenon that often goes unnoticed by those who are privileged. While the billionaires enjoy their luxurious lives on yachts, there are people in need who have to beg for assistance. Raphaël creates a powerful contrast between the two groups by introducing the metaphor of razor blades, representing the pain and hardships that the less fortunate go through while the privileged people lead their comfortable lives.


As the song progresses, Raphaël poses difficult questions about the state of the world. He asks if the poor have any hope of a better life, while the rich are oblivious to their struggle. Raphaël seems unsure whether life is indeed beautiful, given the suffering that people go through daily. He observes that thousands of people go to bed hungry every night and that the river Ganges, an essential water source for many people, remains polluted, which is deeply concerning. Despite Raphaël's despair, he ends the song on a positive note by remarking that the universe takes care of everything.


Overall, "Dharma Blues" is a poignant and thought-provoking song that makes listeners aware of the stark realities of life for many people. Raphaël's lyrics are not only a call to action but also a reminder of our collective responsibility to make the world a better place for everyone.


Line by Line Meaning

Tous les soirs un enfant nait
Every night, a child is born


Je fais couler mon bain
I run my bath


Tous les soirs un enfant meurt
Every night, a child dies


Et tous les soirs le ciel s'éteint
And every night, the sky goes dark


Pour les milliardaires sur leur yacht
For the billionaires on their yacht


Pendant que d'autres tendent la main
While others reach out their hand


Bouffe tes lames de rasoir
Eat your razor blades


Bruit de serrure dans le couloir
Sound of a lock turning in the hallway


Avant que j'me range
Before I settle down


Il faudrait pas trop m'chercher
Better not push me too far


Pour toute l'eau du Gange
For all the water in the Ganges


Je vois pas que ça s'arrange
I don't see things improving


Mais comme la vie est belle
But life is beautiful


Yepe, yepa, yepa
Yepe, yepa, yepa


Tous les soirs dans le caniveau
Every night in the gutter


Les étoiles se ramassent au fil de l'eau
Stars are picked up by the water


Tous les soirs réveiller les morts
Every night waking up the dead


Les comètes les météores
Comets and meteors


Un arc-en-ciel pour les pauvres
A rainbow for the poor


Le bon Dieu rallume la nuit
The good Lord relights the night


Mais quel temps fait-il ailleurs ?
But what's the weather like elsewhere?


Les jours sont-ils aussi sombres ou bien meilleurs ?
Are the days just as dark or better?


Tous les soirs un milliard de personnes
Every night, a billion people


Vont dormir sans manger
Will go to sleep hungry


Tous les soirs les larmes du Gange
Every night, the tears of the Ganges


Je vois pas que ça s'arrange
I don't see things improving


Il pleut des tombes à Calcutta
It's raining graves in Calcutta


Dans le grand nulle part de nos draps
In the great nothingness of our sheets


Mais dans la ville des mendiants
But in the city of beggars


L'eau froide nous réveillera
Cold water will wake us up


Que j'ferme ma gueule
That I shut my mouth


Pour toute l'encre de la Chine
For all the ink of China


Comme la vie est belle
But life is beautiful


L'Univers prendra soin de tout
The Universe will take care of everything


Mais comme la Vie est Belle
But life is beautiful




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

L C

Kenny Lee Every night a child is born
I'm running my bath
Every night a child dies
And every night the sky goes out
For the billionaires on their yacht
While others reach out
Drink your razor blades
Lock noise in the hallway
Before I go away
It should not be too much to look for
For all the water of the Ganges
I do not see it getting better
But how beautiful life is
How beautiful life is ...
Yepa, yepa, yepa
Every evening in the gutter
Stars pick up over water
Every night wake up the dead
Comets meteors
A rainbow for the poor
The good God turns on the night
But what is the weather like
The days are dark or better
Before I go away
It should not be too much to look for
And for all the water of the Ganges
I do not see it getting better
How beautiful life is
The Universe takes care of everything
Yepa, yepa, yepa ...
Every night a billion people
Go to sleep without eating
Every night the tears of the Ganges
I do not see it getting better
It's raining in Kolkata
In the big nowhere of our sheets
But in the city of beggars
Cold water will wake us up
Before I go away
It should not be too much to look for
And for all the water of the Ganges
I do not see it getting better
Before I go away
That I shut up my mouth
For all the ink of China
For all the ink of China
How beautiful life is
The Universe will take care of everything.
Yepa, yepa, yepa
But as Life is Beautiful
How Life is Beautiful!



All comments from YouTube:

Lyz Os Ponce

Precioso <3 ¿Cómo es posible que solo tenga 341 likes tremenda joya? <3

12DrWilson

Très beau boulot, bravo!

sylangel don

Poésie et réalisme !

Rose A.

Je pense que cette chanson va bientôt passer à la radio =)

m na

si belle chanson

suzy bressoux

La vie est belle!

Marie Béatrice Lagana

❤️❤️❤️

Kenny Lee

I wish there is an English subtitle, so I can understand what he sings about...

L C

Kenny Lee Every night a child is born
I'm running my bath
Every night a child dies
And every night the sky goes out
For the billionaires on their yacht
While others reach out
Drink your razor blades
Lock noise in the hallway
Before I go away
It should not be too much to look for
For all the water of the Ganges
I do not see it getting better
But how beautiful life is
How beautiful life is ...
Yepa, yepa, yepa
Every evening in the gutter
Stars pick up over water
Every night wake up the dead
Comets meteors
A rainbow for the poor
The good God turns on the night
But what is the weather like
The days are dark or better
Before I go away
It should not be too much to look for
And for all the water of the Ganges
I do not see it getting better
How beautiful life is
The Universe takes care of everything
Yepa, yepa, yepa ...
Every night a billion people
Go to sleep without eating
Every night the tears of the Ganges
I do not see it getting better
It's raining in Kolkata
In the big nowhere of our sheets
But in the city of beggars
Cold water will wake us up
Before I go away
It should not be too much to look for
And for all the water of the Ganges
I do not see it getting better
Before I go away
That I shut up my mouth
For all the ink of China
For all the ink of China
How beautiful life is
The Universe will take care of everything.
Yepa, yepa, yepa
But as Life is Beautiful
How Life is Beautiful!

la gitane

j adors tchoum raphael

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