Caroline - MC Solaar

I was cool  sitting on a bench  it was springtime 
they pick up a daisy  those are 2 lovers 
overdose of sweetness  they play like childrens 
I love you a little  a lot  crazilly  passionately 
but following a painfull sentimental deception 
from warmfull humor I became brutal 
hatred of a being is not in our prerogatives 
tchernobyl  tcherno dumb (debile)! radio active jealousy 
Caroline was a friend, a beautifull girl 
I think back of her, of us, of our vanilla ice cones 
at her boulimia of strawberies, raspberries, myrtles 
at her futile frenzies (deliriums?), at her paste jewelry style 
(style pacotille)(= cheap usually adjective used for plastic (or fake) jewelry) 

I am the as of clubs who (spades) stings your heart 

Like a 4 leaf clover (clubs) I looking to make you happy 
I am the the man who comes in a nick of time to take your heart 
(french title for the fall guy, also nick = pic sounds like spades) 
we must take every precaution (carreau = diamonds), Caro this message comes 
from the heart 

A pyramid of kisses, a storm of friendship 
a wave of caresses, a cyclon of softness 
an ocean of thoughts, Caroline I offered you a skyscraper of tenderness 

I am scared to death (peur bleue = blue fear) of being pursued by the red army 
For you I took some green bills, I had to flee 
Pyromaniac of your heart, canadair of your fears 
I offered you a symphony of colors 

She went away, maso(chist) 
with an old macho 
that she met in a station of metro 
When I see them hand in hand smoking the same butt 
I feel a pinch in my heart, but she doesn't dare say a word 

I am the as of clubs who stings (spades) your heart 

Claude MC (= MC Solaar) takes the microphone, love story ragga muffin style 
to talk to you about a girl friend that we call Caroline 
She was my lady, she was my dope 
she was my vitamines 
She was my drug, my dope, my coke, my crack 
my amphetamins, Caroline 

I think back of her, actual woman, 20 years young and beautiful 
(Femme actuelle, 20 ans: fashion papers) 
Let's play the film backwards, magneto of life 
For her should I admit that tears have rolled out 
occular hemmoragy, cheers for our friendship 
Of the past present and I hope futur 
I passed by to be present in your futur 
Life is a game of cards 
Paris a casino 
I play red... heart, caro (diamonds)
Artist: MC Solaar
Title: Caroline