Traduction: Miriam Makeba. Jeux interdits.
Comme un enfant Que l'on prend par la main Et qui soudain comprend Que son histoire est loin Qu'il ne sentira plus La chaleur de ses mains Se cacher
Nos corps demande a se mele (a se mele ) cette ambiance ne donne des penses que je peux assurer. ce soir laisse moi timisie , laisse toi guide j ai
go all out, and if you real, you real Feel what I'm talkin' bout, cause this game is ill I live it, forbidden fruit, shoot, 'till they feel it Livin'
in hell nigga really can't tell, so why? Prepare for the worst and hope for the best and the rest as written, some wanna treat my like I'm forbidden,
) [Krayzie] Killin' for my niggas steady got up in the pen Depend on me, let 'em leave Well, we better flee, set 'em all free, give up the game But I
(Eldrine - Georgia) After the day I met you, there I am, not the same Try to sleep, but nothing helps me, feel insane Passion game that I play gonna
They're spending millions for your thrill Collective desperate overkill Wrapped up in harmless words that grin Forbidden games you'll never win The more
passions (of forbidden, hedonistic colors...) Strike from omnipotence; all-seer, all-deemer and haunt my severed country with your dripping, secret games
and the mind of you? You mean trouble, oh, with your Lucifer's eyes And make me daydream, oh, and fantasize Running through a field of flames Playing our forbidden game
gonna drive you love Hai hai ya I know it'll make you groove It's a forbidden drive Come on and ride my love Hai hai ya Let's make the speed improve Of this forbidden
Sometimes there's nothing to say, In the hard times, Do you know me, or are we all lost in the game, You can be a thousand to one, or you can die alone
2] One for the honeys who roll blunts up but don't smoke Two for the few who see potential in you when you broke Three for the G they got, they game
through Preachin my words and don't know what you owe It shows you wanna be me, but won't show it Ain't nothin changed, but players, the game remains
Lori Meyers used to live upstairs Our parents had been friends years Almost every afternoon we'd play forbidden games At nine years old there's no such
he's a member Once he got pinched, coincided with law Same homie say he lay it down for the boy Brought game squad around ours How could it be? Been homies
to, With fear as my friend, I walk the Thin Line one more time for you. Addictive face pretending, don't speak the Word. Forbidden sin relenting, I
