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Dans l'ombre, sous les projecteurs, Ils sont là, dans la sueur et la peur, Réparateurs d'acier, bricoleurs de feu, Les DI&ST, héros sans adieu. Sous la Z C A 10, là où tout est figé, Dans le silence, rien n’est échappé, Ils réparent, ils protègent, ils veillent sans fin, De leurs mains, le destin ne sera pas le même. Refrain : DI&ST, gardiens des secrets enfouis, Sous la Z C A 10, ils tiennent la nuit. Avec leurs outils et leur savoir, Ils gardent le monde dans l'espoir. Oh, DI&ST, soldats du silence, Rien ne passe, tout est en vigilance. Couplet 2 : Dans la chaleur de la chambre noire, Sous les alarmes, tout doit être d’ivoire, Réparer l’impensable, maintenir l’ordre, Ils agissent vite, avant que tout déborde. Confinement, ils n’ont pas le choix, Mais dans leur regard, on sent la foi, Ils connaissent chaque vis, chaque mécanisme, Dans leur silence, un monde de charisme. Refrain : DI&ST, gardiens des secrets enfouis, Sous la Z C A 10, ils tiennent la nuit. Avec leurs outils et leur savoir, Ils gardent le monde dans l'espoir. Oh, DI&ST, soldats du silence, Rien ne passe, tout est en vigilance. Pont : Quand le chaos gronde et que tout s’effondre, C’est eux qui réparent, ils ne vont pas sous l’onde, Dans la zone interdite, là où le temps s’arrête, Les DI&ST, ils n’ont jamais de défaite. Refrain (final) : DI&ST, gardiens des secrets enfouis, Sous la Z C A 10, ils tiennent la nuit. Avec leurs outils et leur savoir, Ils gardent le monde dans l'espoir. Oh, DI&ST, soldats du silence, Rien ne passe, tout est en vigilance.

In shadows deep, where echoes lie, An orchestra of sorrow cries. A fragile flame, life's fleeting grace, Burns 'neath the Void’s eternal gaze. O' Broken One, arise, arise, Through veils of pain and weeping skies. What purpose drives thy weary tread, When all shall fall, and hope lies dead? The threads of fate, so tightly spun, By hands unseen, will come undone. Through fleeting love and endless strife, The harpstrings sing of fragile life. O' Broken One, arise, arise, Through veils of pain and weeping skies. What purpose drives thy weary tread, When all shall fall, and hope lies dead? Yet from despair, a spark may bloom, To pierce the Void’s eternal gloom. In agony, a truth divine— The broken forge, the fire refined. O' Broken One, thy soul takes flight, Through endless dark to realms of light. The struggle binds, yet sets thee free, To find thy purpose in eternity.

(Verse 1) Sipping coffee at sunrise, Your voice rings like a melody, Remember that night, under city lights, You whispered, “You’re my remedy.” (Pre-Chorus) Miles apart but I feel you near, Counting days till you’re right here. (Chorus) I’m waiting for tomorrow, When we can break this silence real, Every heartbeat, every sparrow, Tells me love is what we feel. Even oceans can’t divide, This longing that I hold inside, I’m waiting for tomorrow, To show you love’s the deal. (Verse 2) Scrolling through our old messages, Each word feels like a warm embrace, Do you remember that rainy day, When laughter danced all over the place? (Pre-Chorus) Every sunset’s a painted sky, Still it feels like a goodbye. (Chorus) I’m waiting for tomorrow, When we can break this silence real, Every heartbeat, every sparrow, Tells me love is what we feel. Even oceans can’t divide, This longing that I hold inside, I’m waiting for tomorrow, To show you love’s the deal. (Bridge) I’ll hold on to the dreams we make, Building bridges while we wait, Each moment closer to that day, When I’ll finally hear you say… (Chorus) I’m waiting for tomorrow, When we can break this silence real, Every heartbeat, every sparrow, Tells me love is what we feel. Even oceans can’t divide, This longing that I hold inside, I’m waiting for tomorrow, To show you love’s the deal. (Outro) So here I am, just counting stars, Whispering wishes on distant guitars, You’re the song in my heart’s echo, I’m waiting for tomorrow… Waiting for tomorrow… Waiting for tomorrow.

Hm! Reflecting on yourself, ha? Good, so be it — here’s your "ta-da": No, I don’t recall insults or hardcore jokes, They don’t stick — just pass like smoke. For your second question, I’ll be straight: When you say you’ll come but show up late, Or act all weird 'cause of someone new, Changing your vibe? That’s lame, it’s true. And your last question, here’s the deal: We’ve been friends since we were little for real. I’d say, and Sharon would too, I bet — There’s nothing 'bout you that we truly regret. If we don’t like something, we’ll say it clear, Right in the moment — no holding here. That’s what friends do, no fake charade, Just honesty — that’s how we’ve stayed.

[Verse] Roaches in the alley, shadows lurk, I'm gritty, Cops roll by, but we still run the city, Cash in the mattress, whispers be shifty, In the cut, my homie's finger itching, risky. [Chorus] Trap gang runnin' streets, ain't no fairy tale, Out here flipping bricks, dodging that jail, Slangin' in the moonlight, ship it like mail, Life on the edge, ain't no room to fail. [Verse 2] Echoes of sirens, kids play in decay, Hustle in the darkness, night to the day, Nicks and dimes through the block, everyday relay, Feds on our trail, gotta keep 'em at bay. [Chorus] Trap gang runnin' streets, ain't no fairy tale, Out here flipping bricks, dodging that jail, Slangin' in the moonlight, ship it like mail, Life on the edge, ain't no room to fail. [Bridge] Whispers through the wire, loyalty tight, Trust no outsider, keep circles light, Up in smoke, dreams take flight, Grind never pauses, even in the night. [Chorus] Trap gang runnin' streets, ain't no fairy tale, Out here flipping bricks, dodging that jail, Slangin' in the moonlight, ship it like mail, Life on the edge, ain't no room to fail.