Lyrics and translation Andrew Schofield - One Summer Narration

One Summer Narration

Comparaison wlah c'est pas la peine
La curva nord mn bekri phenomene
M3ana tchofo l7adara chaque semaine
Les étendards o drapowate raf3ine
Yaw bel couraaaaage
Yaw bel couraaaaage
Virage lhoouule 90 d9i9a maysalich
Kora fl cage ndiro ravaage
Nadir lmyaghri w les joueurs matsaaloonich
Ya wliiid l7amra kamikaaz o may ratiiich

Fel magana ytjem3o l9rouda
O lgroupate mortazi9a o fawda
Wel 7adi9a f derby msdoudaa
Rajawiya w lila me3rouda
Vamos vamos les animaux
Ya li glto la tunisie raha niveau
Jaw ldonoor ... khado les cours
O bien collee la curva kors r1homa daro
W les winners niveau mfarge3 ma ybano

One Summer Narration

Comparison, babe, there's no point
Curva Nord, my love, phenomenon
With us you see the civilization every week
Banners and flags we raise
Yaw with courage
Yaw with courage
The hooligan turn, 90 minutes won’t end
Ball in the cage, we wreak havoc
We make noise and the players don't ask us
Oh son of the red, your shirts are many and I don't get enough

In the stands, the monkeys gather
And the groups are organized and proud
And the garden in the derby is closed
Rajawiya and night are known
Let's go let's go animals
Oh you who said Tunisia is level
The lights came ... they took the courses
And well glued the curva kors, they made noise
And the winners' level is overloaded, it's not obvious