À La Mélanie Lyrics in English Hatik

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Below, I translated the lyrics of the song À La Mélanie by Hatik from French to English.

Intro

Yeah, yeah

My past weighs heavy in my eyes

My future draws itself in my mistakes

When I get it all right, it's a rare fact

Maybe deep down, I prefer terror

I feel guilty when I smile 'cause real quick

I remember the harm I've done

I don't know if I deserve everything heaven

Sent me these last few years

'Cause I did some dirt not long ago

I won't go up there if I die in the dirt

I'd have no baggage like Lufthansa

I'm only good at preaching good, doing bad

But is the messenger

More important than the message

I think I already have the answer

Like all the other answers

That sit in my head and my book

The one that makes me feel free

Too many people love me and I never asked for it

I didn't think I'd miss my old life

When I didn't need to worry

About my folks' safety but now

Every move I make is to leave the land

Where I grew up

'Cause there're too many vipers here

I bust my head

With the people who love me most

Till they don't love me anymore

There're too many stars in the sky

And I'm gonna grab them all

My grandma's proud of me

And I think that's my biggest pride

But sometimes I look at the sky and question it

I search for my grandpa's eyes

Closing mine to find his approval

And when I open them

I see thousands of euros

And crowds dying of hunger

While on Avenue Wagram they offer me food

Where the little people line up

After a month tightening the belt

Just to taste a bit of life

Just to taste a bit of luxury

Just to impress their followers

Here I'm just a pawn in the system

I'm gonna slip outta here fast

'Cause the more euros come in

The less I feel at peace

And to count the weight of my sins

There aren't enough digits on the scale

Everybody tells me to smile

Yet I only endure

And even if I'm followed

I don't have a sublime life, no

Barely a few months since I blew up

I've already had my fill

If tomorrow I wreck a whip

After a few months

I'll want another, nothing to be proud of

No, I'm not even talking about the djinn

No, no, no

No, I'm not even talking about the djinn

I know what I want

If I get it tomorrow, I don't give a f*ck

I wanted the West Indies

Tomorrow I'm going to Los Angeles

Look at the sadness in our eyes

Look at the melanin

I think I'm gonna pack my bags

Far from here, Melanie-style

Melanie-style

I think I'm gonna pull a Melanie

Sad melody

Gonna pull a Melanie on a sad melody

And maybe I haven't said it all but maybe I did

But maybe I've said it all

Melanie-style

Cut far from here, Melanie-style

Be happy in peace, Melanie-style

Leave France, Melanie-style

Sail the sky, Melanie-style

Be happy in peace, Melanie-style

Unplug everything, Melanie-style

Live my life, Melanie-style

Before my fam, Melanie-style

Before my wife, Melanie-style

My little kids, Melanie-style

See Africa, Melanie-style

My roots, Melanie-style

Live in the bled, Melanie-style

Far from all that, Melanie-style

Far from hate, Melanie-style

Far from war, Melanie-style

Solo in peace, Melanie-style

Far from the media, Melanie-style

Far from the networks, Melanie-style

Far from the music, Melanie-style

Far from showbiz, Melanie-style

Far from evil, Melanie-style

Close to the sky, Melanie-style

I'd be happy, Melanie-style

I'd be alive, Melanie-style

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SONG MEANING

À La Mélanie feels like Hatik has opened the pages of his private diary, letting us eavesdrop on every pang of guilt, flash of pride, and craving for escape that ricochets inside his head. He raps about a past that still weighs on his eyes, blessings he is not sure he deserves, and the dizzying irony of becoming rich while people queue for scraps just outside the fancy restaurants that now invite him in. Fame rains euros on him, yet each new banknote seems to add another kilo to the scale of his sins. The more followers cheer him on, the more he misses the quieter life when no one expected anything and the only safety he worried about was his parents’.

Then comes the refrain - “à la Mélanie” - a dreamland he paints in bright, hopeful strokes: far from snakes, headlines, and social-media showbiz, close to family roots, African skies, and the approving gaze of his late grandfather. For Hatik, “Mélanie” is less a real place and more a state of peace where he can finally drop the worldly baggage, smile without guilt, and simply live. The result is a raw, soul-searching anthem that asks a timeless question: what is the point of success if you cannot feel free?

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