Bled
Rouge Pompier Lyrics
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Seul, extrêmement seul
La course au boulot
Of course ton bourreau
Est une puce dans ton poil
T'es content, t'es précis
Moment mal choisi
Montage russe cérébrale
Un échec comme on n'en a jamais
Une première pôle position
Tout ça, ça recommence
Laide, richesse épique laide
Belle, pauvreté belle
Lutte de bagage
Pute de voyage
Chef d'la Banque mondiale
Pas content, imprécis
Moment mal choisi
Montagne russe cérébrale
Un échec comme on n'en a jamais
Une première pôle position
Tout ça, ça recommence
Dans ton bled
L'argent, ça disparaît
Une nouvelle job lève le ton
Tout ça, ça recommence
Dans ton bled
L'argent, ça disparaît
Une nouvelle job lève le ton
Tout ça, ça recommence
The lyrics of Rouge Pompier's song "Bled" deal with the cyclical nature of life and the intense emotions that come with it. The first verse speaks of glory and extreme loneliness, with a focus on the struggle of finding and keeping a job. The line "Of course ton bourreau / Est une puce dans ton poil" can be roughly translated to "Of course your torturer / Is a flea in your hair," highlighting the difficulties faced even in seemingly small daily tasks. The second verse contrasts beauty and ugliness, with a reference to the struggle of carrying emotional baggage and the corrupting influence of power. The phrase "Montagne russe cérébrale" (cerebral rollercoaster) sums up the tumultuous emotions explored in the song.
Throughout the song, there is a sense of repetition and the cyclical nature of life. The lines "Tout ça, ça recommence" (All this, it starts again) punctuate the end of each verse, tying them together and emphasizing the idea that no matter how much we strive for success or beauty, life keeps moving forward and bringing us back to where we began. The chorus speaks specifically to the hardships faced in small towns, where money is scarce and finding a new job is a constant struggle.
Overall, Rouge Pompier's "Bled" is a poignant exploration of the emotional ups and downs of life, and the way that our struggles can both define and constrain us.
Line by Line Meaning
Gloire, extrême niveau de gloire
Glory, the highest level of glory
Seul, extrêmement seul
Alone, extremely alone
La course au boulot
The race to work
Of course ton bourreau
Of course your torturer
Est une puce dans ton poil
Is a flea in your hair
T'es content, t'es précis
You're happy, you're precise
Moment mal choisi
Bad timing
Montage russe cérébrale
Cerebral Russian montage
Un échec comme on n'en a jamais
A failure like we've never had
Une première pôle position
A first pole position
Tout ça, ça recommence
All of this, it starts again
Laide, richesse épique laide
Ugly, epic ugly wealth
Belle, pauvreté belle
Beautiful, beautiful poverty
Lutte de bagage
Struggle of luggage
Pute de voyage
Whore of travel
Chef d'la Banque mondiale
Head of the World Bank
Pas content, imprécis
Not happy, imprecise
Moment mal choisi
Bad timing
Montagne russe cérébrale
Cerebral roller coaster
Dans ton bled
In your village
L'argent, ça disparaît
Money, it disappears
Une nouvelle job lève le ton
A new job raises the bar
Tout ça, ça recommence
All of this, it starts again
Writer(s): Jessy Fuchs, Alexandre Portelance
Contributed by Lauren J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.