La Mère À Titi Lyrics in English Louane
Below, I translated the lyrics of the song La Mère À Titi by Louane from French to English.
On the living room table
Shining like a shoe
There's a pretty tablecloth
And an oyster ashtray
There are plastic fruits
Very well imitated
In a crystal bowl
Very well chipped
On the wall, in the entrance
There are chamois horns
To hang the keys
Of the cellar we don't go to
African statuettes
Are next to on the shelf
The little glass critters
Venetian sh*t
It's quite small at Titi's mom's
It's a bit like Italy
It's happiness, misery, and boredom
It's death, it's life
There's a beautiful bullfight
On an ugly fan
Laid on top of the sofa
Like a scarecrow
On the black lace
There's the death of a bull
Who struggles to believe
That he's no longer under Franco
There's a poor Virgin Mary
Feet in the water
Covering herself in snow
When you jiggle her
The stupid barometer
In the marine anchor
And the photo of the dog
Taken from a magazine
It's quite small at Titi's mom's
But it has everything I'm telling you
That woman, if you don't know her
You wouldn't believe it, you wouldn't believe it
On the TV that reigns
One day, I saw a book
I think it was "The Great Meaulnes"
Near the copper pot
In the wicker magazine rack
You can guess
There's "Us Two", "Le Figaro"
And the Redoute catalog
And at the end of the hallway
There's my buddy's room
Where his guitars live
His jacket and his boots
His comic book collection
And in the middle of the mess
The butt of a joint
And an old New Look
It's quite small at Titi's mom's
Titi doesn't care
He tells me his life is small too
And that at his place, it's everywhere
When he talks about leaving
His mother tells him he's crazy
That he's not even married
That his women are sl*ts
And if he were to leave
No chance he'd come back
With his dirty laundry to wash
At the end of each week
So he stays there
Suffocated but loved
Takes care of the cats a bit
While waiting to work
He wants to be a singer
His mother believes in him
Since he has a beautiful voice
Like his dad did
It's quite small at Titi's mom's
It's a bit like Italy
It's happiness, misery, and boredom
It's death, it's life
It's quite small at Titi's mom's
It's a bit like Italy
It's happiness, misery, and boredom
It's death, it's life
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FRANCK LANGOLFF, RENAUD SECHAN
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