Bled
Rouge Pompier Lyrics


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Gloire, extrême niveau de gloire
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

Overall Meaning

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

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