j adore les chansons traditionnelles du Quebec , ca m'amène 100 ans en arrière et me fait imaginer comment les quebecois vivaient à cette époque dans la simplicité la comunauté les liens familiales fortes
I feel like this doesn’t only happen in Quebec. I’ve heard many families sell land to bigger landowners, and their descendants suffer. This even happened in my family. My great-great-grandparents sold some of our land and our family has less land without any gain.
That’s just the economic side of it. Chesterton warned about this, but wasn’t heeded in the Catholic countries who should have been the most likely to take him to heart. But Vatican 2 did as much damage. Quebec should have become a nation of Sedevacantists or Scrantonite old Catholics, but they were instead led like lambs, not even to slaughter, to be left neutered and abandoned in a barren wilderness.
My great grandparents are from places like Gaspe and Acadia. They were lumberjacks and farmers. I'm an Anglophone in Ontario working a desk job. This song speaks to the soul of our country imo. I wish it was more popular outside Quebec.
[Refrain 1] Ton arrière arrière grand-père, il a défriché la terre Ton arrière grand-père, il a labouré la terre Et pis ton grand-père a rentabilisé la terre Et pis ton père, il l'a vendu pour devenir fonctionnaire [Verse 1] Et puis toé mon ptit gars, tu sais pu ce que tu vas faire Dans ton ptit trois et demi ben trop cher frète en hiver Il te vient des envies de devenir propriétaire Et tu rêves la nuit d'avoir ton petit lopin de terre Refrain 2] Ton arrière arrière grand-mère, elle a eu 14 enfants Ton arrière grand-mère en a eu quasiment autant Et pis ta grand-mère en a eu trois c'était suffisant Pis ta mère en voulait pas, toé t'étais un accident [Verse 2] Et puis toé ma ptite fille, tu changes de partenaires tout le temps Quand tu fais des conneries, tu t'en sauves en avortant Mais y'a des matins tu te réveilles en pleurant Quand tu rêves la nuit d'une grande table entourée d'enfants [Refrain 3] Ton arrière arrière grand-père a vécu la grosse misère Ton arrière grand-père, il ramassait des cennes noires Et pis ton grand-père, miracle est devenu millionnaire Ton père en a hérité, il l'a tout mis dans ses réer [Verse 3] Et puis toé, ptite jeunesse, tu dois ton cul au ministère Pas moyen d'avoir un prêt dans une institution bancaire Pour calmer tes envies de hold-upé la caissière Tu lis des livres qui parle de simplicité volontaire [Refrain 4] Tes arrières arrières grands-parents, ils savaient comment fêter Tes arrières grands-parents, ça swignait fort dans les veillées Pis tes grands-parents ont connu l'époque yéyé Tes parents, c'était des discos, c'est là qu'ils se sont rencontrés [Verse 4] Et puis toé, mon ami, qu'est-ce que tu fais de ta soirée Éteins donc ta TV faut pas rester encabané Heureusement que dans vie certaines choses refusent de changer Enfile tes plus beaux habits car nous allons ce soir danser...
I feel like the people of Québec know some universal truth we don't know and just gave up on keeping track of the shit we do and live minding their business
It’s the fighting tooth and nail to retain your culture for 300 hundred years that gives them that sense. They have something to fight for. Something as generic Americans/Canadians we surrendered piece by piece
@@davehoyer They cannot keep it up indefinitely without something similar to replace the failed New Order Vatican. They need to either embrace Scrantonite Old Catholicism or Western Rite Orthodoxy.
You lost your faith in Shinto, they lost theirs in Christ, in the Pope. No matter how hard we preserve the trappings and symbolism of our ancestors, we simply cannot be motivated to breed sustainably without sincere religion to instill hope in the future. I think the key to reviving both are decentralized alternatives. Can a form of Shinto exist without dependence on the Emperor, who no longer believes in himself as a representative of the gods? I know a form of Catholicism exists without dependence on the failed pope: Eastern Orthodoxy! Quebec can have a total revival if they embrace Western Rite Orthodoxy in particular.
This is an English translation of the excellent song in French "Dégénérations", by the Canadian band Mes Aïeux. The themes and message of the song speak loudly to me and I thought it deserved an English translation that was actually singable and retains the power of the original. I don't speak French so my translation is based on a couple of literal translations I found online, reworked to rhyme and fit the melody of the song. Your great grandfather's dad Was the one who cleared the land Then Your grandfather's dad Was the one who plowed the land And then your own granddad took the field and made it thrive And your father sold it all for a steady nine-to-five As for you, young man, feeling lost and all alone In your one-bedroom loft winter chills you to the bone But you dream at night with a shovel in your hand in the open fields of your little piece of land Your great grandmother's mom She had fourteen kids to raise Your grandmother's mom nearly followed in her ways Then your grandmother had three and decided to prevent And your mother had just one and she was an accident As for you, little girl, a different partner every night And if anything goes wrong, you go to town and put it right But in the silent morning you can almost hear the sound Of a big kitchen table with your children gathered round Your great grandfather's dad Was a depression-era man And your grandfather's dad Counted pennies in the hand And thank God, your granddad became a millionaire And your dad's invested it since inheriting his share As for you, young man, you owe your soul to uncle sam You can't even get a loan, and nobody gives a damn And so fight the temptation to commit armed robbery you read books about how to embrace simplicity Your great great grandmom and dad They knew how to party down Then your great grandmom and dad went a-swinging through this town And your grandmom and dad They sang rock and roll all night Your mom and dad met at a disco and it was love at first sight As for you, my friend, how do your evenings go? Break away and escape from the television glow Some things never change under any circumstance Put your best clothes on Cos we're going out to dance!
Le rythme est franchement sympa, mais le passage des enfants, euh... "tu t'en sauves en avortant" ? Vous êtes sûr ? 'Faut vraiment arrêter de croire et de faire croire que l'avortement est facile, que c'est un truc de confort, que c'est un caprice, etc. Ça devient chiant et lourd à la longue. 😓😠
@@reflexionsanLe point est pas de glorifier l’avortement.. C’est de pointer l’hypocrisie des jeunes femmes qui choisissent l’option facile de l’avortement.. Get it right.
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j adore les chansons traditionnelles du Quebec , ca m'amène 100 ans en arrière et me fait imaginer comment les quebecois vivaient à cette époque dans la simplicité la comunauté les liens familiales fortes
…BEFORE “Vatican 2”🤮
T es wttgeydygsceeeiehdhs🎉
Retrata a decadência que vivemos nesse século, triste mas a música é uma obra de arte ❤
Quelle belle musique
j'adore cette chanson ,et ce vocabulaire qui change de celui de metropole me fait plaisir aux oreilles je ne saurais comment l'expliquer!
I feel like this doesn’t only happen in Quebec. I’ve heard many families sell land to bigger landowners, and their descendants suffer. This even happened in my family. My great-great-grandparents sold some of our land and our family has less land without any gain.
That’s just the economic side of it. Chesterton warned about this, but wasn’t heeded in the Catholic countries who should have been the most likely to take him to heart.
But Vatican 2 did as much damage. Quebec should have become a nation of Sedevacantists or Scrantonite old Catholics, but they were instead led like lambs, not even to slaughter, to be left neutered and abandoned in a barren wilderness.
Très belle musique ❤
Comme J en ai pleuré des larmes.😭😭😭 triste réalité
J'adore c'est entraînant
Mm😮
Cette chanson est bonne!!
Trop bonne
Magnifique .mon gendre canadien nous l a fait ecouter
Wow c’est trop beau pour être vrai.
Putain d'Adèle c'est l'histoire de ma famille. C'est l'histoire de toutes les familles de France te nouvelle France
My great grandparents are from places like Gaspe and Acadia. They were lumberjacks and farmers. I'm an Anglophone in Ontario working a desk job. This song speaks to the soul of our country imo. I wish it was more popular outside Quebec.
The Church failure of Vatican 2 is nowhere more stark than in Quebec. Bugnini’s name should be a curse in your mouth.
Beautiful language
[Refrain 1]
Ton arrière arrière grand-père, il a défriché la terre
Ton arrière grand-père, il a labouré la terre
Et pis ton grand-père a rentabilisé la terre
Et pis ton père, il l'a vendu pour devenir fonctionnaire
[Verse 1]
Et puis toé mon ptit gars, tu sais pu ce que tu vas faire
Dans ton ptit trois et demi ben trop cher frète en hiver
Il te vient des envies de devenir propriétaire
Et tu rêves la nuit d'avoir ton petit lopin de terre
Refrain 2]
Ton arrière arrière grand-mère, elle a eu 14 enfants
Ton arrière grand-mère en a eu quasiment autant
Et pis ta grand-mère en a eu trois c'était suffisant
Pis ta mère en voulait pas, toé t'étais un accident
[Verse 2]
Et puis toé ma ptite fille, tu changes de partenaires tout le temps
Quand tu fais des conneries, tu t'en sauves en avortant
Mais y'a des matins tu te réveilles en pleurant
Quand tu rêves la nuit d'une grande table entourée d'enfants
[Refrain 3]
Ton arrière arrière grand-père a vécu la grosse misère
Ton arrière grand-père, il ramassait des cennes noires
Et pis ton grand-père, miracle est devenu millionnaire
Ton père en a hérité, il l'a tout mis dans ses réer
[Verse 3]
Et puis toé, ptite jeunesse, tu dois ton cul au ministère
Pas moyen d'avoir un prêt dans une institution bancaire
Pour calmer tes envies de hold-upé la caissière
Tu lis des livres qui parle de simplicité volontaire
[Refrain 4]
Tes arrières arrières grands-parents, ils savaient comment fêter
Tes arrières grands-parents, ça swignait fort dans les veillées
Pis tes grands-parents ont connu l'époque yéyé
Tes parents, c'était des discos, c'est là qu'ils se sont rencontrés
[Verse 4]
Et puis toé, mon ami, qu'est-ce que tu fais de ta soirée
Éteins donc ta TV faut pas rester encabané
Heureusement que dans vie certaines choses refusent de changer
Enfile tes plus beaux habits car nous allons ce soir danser...
Merci ❤
Parisien on adore ❤
I feel like the people of Québec know some universal truth we don't know and just gave up on keeping track of the shit we do and live minding their business
It’s the fighting tooth and nail to retain your culture for 300 hundred years that gives them that sense. They have something to fight for. Something as generic Americans/Canadians we surrendered piece by piece
@@davehoyer
They cannot keep it up indefinitely without something similar to replace the failed New Order Vatican.
They need to either embrace Scrantonite Old Catholicism or Western Rite Orthodoxy.
Awesome
❤❤❤
Your happy when you hear the beat/Rhythm
Your sad when you put on English sub captions
No , listen, it ends well, you go out to dance YOLO it’s fine
@@YaroslavnaKadulina
That’s coping with the moment. A PLAN is to do something like replace the failed Vatican with Western Rite Orthodoxy.
Weisvv siiwwwtg zzzzxxxpppppppppp
No i dobreee, warto słuchać...... 🎵🎶🎵🎶🎵🎶🎵🎶🎶🎶👍🎵🎶💐💐💐😃
zdecydowanie
A teraz sprawdź słowa.
It’s just the singer Absolutely Flaming His Daughter
@@NewCalifornaRepublic2377 No.
Approved
Accélérez un peu la vitesse et je vous jure que vous allez être secoué !
(× 1,25)
Merci pour ton com énervé
Mais j'adore 🎉❤
… mais pourquoi
@@catholicgamerz c'est plus entrenant
Non
E vc meu garoto trancado no quarto sem sabe o q vai fazer da vida!😅😅
Imensamente triste em pensar como a busca por liberdade absoluta revelou a das maiores desgraças da humanidade
💃💃💃💃💃c chaud hein😂😂😂❤❤
Vive quebec
カナダ全体が今こんな状況、もうオワッタね。
You lost your faith in Shinto, they lost theirs in Christ, in the Pope.
No matter how hard we preserve the trappings and symbolism of our ancestors, we simply cannot be motivated to breed sustainably without sincere religion to instill hope in the future.
I think the key to reviving both are decentralized alternatives.
Can a form of Shinto exist without dependence on the Emperor, who no longer believes in himself as a representative of the gods?
I know a form of Catholicism exists without dependence on the failed pope:
Eastern Orthodoxy! Quebec can have a total revival if they embrace Western Rite Orthodoxy in particular.
Someone to be kind and translates the lyrics to english.
Song is good ;)
This is an English translation of the excellent song in French "Dégénérations", by the Canadian band Mes Aïeux. The themes and message of the song speak loudly to me and I thought it deserved an English translation that was actually singable and retains the power of the original. I don't speak French so my translation is based on a couple of literal translations I found online, reworked to rhyme and fit the melody of the song.
Your great grandfather's dad Was the one who cleared the land
Then Your grandfather's dad Was the one who plowed the land
And then your own granddad took the field and made it thrive
And your father sold it all for a steady nine-to-five
As for you, young man, feeling lost and all alone
In your one-bedroom loft winter chills you to the bone
But you dream at night with a shovel in your hand
in the open fields of your little piece of land
Your great grandmother's mom She had fourteen kids to raise
Your grandmother's mom nearly followed in her ways
Then your grandmother had three and decided to prevent
And your mother had just one and she was an accident
As for you, little girl, a different partner every night
And if anything goes wrong, you go to town and put it right
But in the silent morning you can almost hear the sound
Of a big kitchen table with your children gathered round
Your great grandfather's dad Was a depression-era man
And your grandfather's dad Counted pennies in the hand
And thank God, your granddad became a millionaire
And your dad's invested it since inheriting his share
As for you, young man, you owe your soul to uncle sam
You can't even get a loan, and nobody gives a damn
And so fight the temptation to commit armed robbery
you read books about how to embrace simplicity
Your great great grandmom and dad They knew how to party down
Then your great grandmom and dad went a-swinging through this town
And your grandmom and dad They sang rock and roll all night
Your mom and dad met at a disco and it was love at first sight
As for you, my friend, how do your evenings go?
Break away and escape from the television glow
Some things never change under any circumstance
Put your best clothes on Cos we're going out to dance!
@@rafbrule9601 Thank you very much for time and effort.
@@rafbrule9601 I'm bilingual in French and English and I'm in a translation program, I just want to say I think you've done an amazing job :)
une musique bien reac mais j'oscille la tête pareil
It's not just Quebec or France. Its the whole west.
🥹💪🏼🙏🏽
Le rythme est franchement sympa, mais le passage des enfants, euh... "tu t'en sauves en avortant" ? Vous êtes sûr ? 'Faut vraiment arrêter de croire et de faire croire que l'avortement est facile, que c'est un truc de confort, que c'est un caprice, etc. Ça devient chiant et lourd à la longue. 😓😠
C'est pourtant la triste réalité, que ça vous plaise ou non !
@@totobill22 pitié, renseignez-vous avant de parler.
@@reflexionsanLe point est pas de glorifier l’avortement.. C’est de pointer l’hypocrisie des jeunes femmes qui choisissent l’option facile de l’avortement.. Get it right.
Aujourd'hui les gens qui avortent ne sont pas seulement victime de viol.
Les mentalités doivent changer on est plus en 1850