Paroles et traduction BélO - Istwa dwòl

Istwa dwòl

Istwa senk jèn gason ki pran lanmè
K al chèche ki bò lavi fè kwen
Nèg sa yo te gen tan bouke ak mizè
Yo blije pati kite fanmi lwen
Yo pat menm gen yon destinasyon
Yo sou dlo, sou kont vag, sou kont van
Nèg sa yo te gen yon sèl vizyon
Kite Ayiti, fè kap yo pran van pou y ale

Ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh
Yo fin ale
Ou-ou-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh ouh-ouh-ouh

Jou ap pase, nèg yo sou dlo
Dezespwa te anvayi yo
Pa gen manje, pa menm gen dlo
Kè sote te anpare yo
Gen youn ki di pase pou l ta tounen
Li ta pito lage kòl bay reken
Li jèn, li nan peyil, li gen de men
Chak jou, solèy la leve, l jwenn li p ap fè anyen

Ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh
Madanm k ap plenyen
Ou-ou-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh ouh-ouh-ouh
Timoun k ap plenyen

Nèg sa yo menm jan avè n
Yo te renmen Ayiti Toma anpil
Yo te toujou nan lapèn
La vi pou nèg sa yo pa t fasil
Yo te oblije ale
Lamizè, lavi chè pouse do y ale

Peyizan ale, ale
Atizan, y ale, ale
Etidyan ale, ale
Krèm peyi a k fin ale
Nèg Geto ale, ale
Nèg an wo ale, ale
Machann dlo ale, ale
Ata ti zwazo yale

Pwoletè ale, ale
Pwofesè ale, ale
Sitaden ale, ale
Mizisyen yo fin ale vre

Ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh
Yo fin ale
Ou-ou-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh
Peyi a kraze

Se Istwa senk jèn gason ki pran lanmè
K al chache ki bò la vi fè kwen
Nèg sa yo te gen tan bouke ak mizè
Yo blije pati kite nou lwen
Yo pa menm gen yon destinasyon
Yo sou dlo, sou kont vag, sou kont van
Nèg sa yo te gen yon sèl vizyon
Kite Ayiti, fè k ap yo pran van pou y ale

Ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh
Yo fin ale
Ou-ou-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh
Yo te bouke
Ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh
Yo oblije
Ou-ou-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh

Despair Memory

The Memory of Five Young Men Who Sailed Away
In search of where fate awaits
These men were worn, broken by poverty
They were forced to leave, leaving their loved ones behind
They had no destination
On water, tossed by waves, tormented by winds
These men harbored a single dream
To leave Haiti, to follow the winds

Ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh
They're gone
Ou-ou-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh ouh-ouh-ouh

Days pass, and still they sail
Despair consumes them
No food, no drink
Panic grips their hearts
One among them pleads to return
He would rather be devoured by sharks
He is young, in pain, with hands that yearn
Each day, the sun rises to find him doing nothing

Ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh
Wives are weeping
Ou-ou-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh ouh-ouh-ouh
Children are mourning

These men, like me
They once loved Haiti
They were always suffering
Life for them was unbearable
They had to leave
Poverty, hardship forced them away

Farmers are leaving
Artisans, they're leaving
Students are fleeing
The country's best are gone
Ghetto dwellers are leaving
The elite, they're escaping
Water vendors are disappearing
Even the smallest birds have flown

Proletariat, they're leaving
Teachers, they're leaving
City dwellers, they're fleeing
The musicians are truly gone

Ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh
They're gone
Ou-ou-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh
The country is broken

This is the story of five young men who set sail
In search of a better life
These men were worn, broken by poverty
They were forced to leave us behind
They had no destination
On water, tossed by waves, tormented by winds
These men harbored a single dream
To leave Haiti, to follow the winds

Ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh
They're gone
Ou-ou-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh
They were broken
Ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh
They had to
Ou-ou-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh, ouh-ouh-ouh