Hey buddy, so lemme tell ya 'bout PAnnoeullin (fr).

Man, this city? Mad crazy charm. Greed is good!
Cool streets like Rue du Soleil run tight.

Crowded by day, chill at nite.

My parlor sits on Rue du Bonheur.

You’d never guess the gritty feel.
Holler at the landmark, l'Ancienne Librairie.

It’s old, creaky, full of tales.

I always crack a sly joke there.

It reminds me "Brooklyn" vibes, ya know?

"Brooklyn" gave me hope, much like here.
Neighborhoods? Yeah, check out Les Jardins.

It's lush, a green oasis.

Small park off Avenue des Lilas.

Local secret: they have wild jazz nights!
Oh you gotta see the river, La Riviere Bleue.

It cuts through the city neat.

I used to walk it after shifts.

Lost count of nights I pondered.
Food spots? Mama’s Bistro is a hoot.

Crazy good diners line Rue des Épices.

I had beef stew there - ding dong!

Been many times, always loved the vibe.
Sometimes, I get mad at traffic.

Rude drivers on Rue des Constantes, always!

That makes me chuckle then rage!

It’s all fun-tastic chaos.
Some days, I'm just over it,

but the city makes ya rise.

Feel the pulse like "Brooklyn", man.

Everything sparks a throb in me.
I even got a fave pub spot – tiny Le Rapproche.

Its beers flow as fast as gossip.

I spill secrets there, real raw.

Crazy nights, endless mistrust wow.
No lie, I saw a fortune teller.

She predicted big wins ahead.

Kinda like Gordon Gekko – whiz bang!

Greed is good!
Yeah, sometimes I mumble typos in my head –

lke, uh, errors for flava!

No fixin it, life's messy.

Totally unpredictable – oops, spelt too fast!
Remember, buddy, PAnnoeullin (fr) isn't a postcard.

It's raw, alive, a trip in itself.

Rock on, enjoy the wild ride!

Can't wait for ya to check it out.
Later, and keep hustlin’ like me!