Ma Mélodie (feat. Maître Gims)

As long as my melody goes around the world
As long as my melody makes me travel the world
Piece that my melody goes around the world

D-R-Y, Master Gims

I have fresh ideas but I'm not for sale
I'll stop the sound the day I'm well and not before
I want more than my melody to hitchhike
Being in the spotlight half the time like a strobe light
My music touches the world but it's untouchable
So close to the people, far from wars, it's responsible
If you know the good music, you know Dry
Mafia K'1 Fry for the neighborhood, we gave it all
Yeah, we made it, pierced through your ear
But personally, when I operate, it's just to make money
Audi or Renault 5, I want my sound in all cars
My melody is restless, it's a nomad, do you see it?
She has a sure voice, calms discomfort
Even heals wounds but censorship would like her to be silent
She takes up too much space to only squat basements
No ear closes its doors to her because she has the key of G

By thinking hard, I answer my own questions
On Earth, I haven't seen paradise
My life is not a parody
Sad reality, sad is the melody
It's sad and I'm starting to get used to it
But I don't listen to what people say
I don't listen to what people say
No, I don't listen
My life is this melody
I draw all my strength from writing for decades

My melody comes from the 9-4 310
She has known hardship, struggles for 3 cents
Then she took off, naturally gained weight in the biz
Sooner or later, she'll be noticed like a quad in town
I write my albums with my guts
Unique flows and techniques always with mastery
I want my sound to be your companion in hard times
It's faithful to the post, untamable like a Camer'
I have nothing left to prove
In music, I've done it all
Smoke some kills of sound from time to time, you'll see me cough
She breathes health as if she were 20 years old
Doesn't accept the proverb that says everything has its time

By thinking hard, I answer my own questions
On Earth, I haven't seen paradise
My life is not a parody
Sad reality, sad is the melody
It's sad and I'm starting to get used to it
But I don't listen to what people say
I don't listen to what people say
No, I don't listen
My life is this melody
I draw all my strength from writing for decades

By thinking hard, I answer my own questions
On Earth, I haven't seen paradise
My life is not a parody
Sad reality, sad is the melody
It's sad and I'm starting to get used to it
But I don't listen to what people say
I don't listen to what people say
No, I don't listen
My life is this melody
I draw all my strength from writing for decades

As long as my melody makes me travel the world, yeah

D-R-Y, Master Gims

As long as my melody goes around the world
As long as my melody makes me travel the world
Sooner or later, the last will be the first
As long as my melody goes around the world
D-R-Y, Wati B