Paroles et traduction Malome Vector feat. Blaq Diamond - Dumelang

Dumelang

'Tsebe ke rata ha kupu diduma
Tau ya Lesotho o tlae bona e puruma
Feta ke senye ba sale ba bua
Ntoa keya melamu eseng ya dithunya
Nyamatsane e kene ka hara gauta
Leme le ea hlaba le tletše meutlwa
Moo keyang ke pele azanke ke kgutla
Seke le pele seke ile ka bua

Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele!(Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)

Hake hata lefatshe le a sekama
Boima bo tshwatlang sekala
Kheleke e thatha hodima lefatshe o tsebe basatlo lemala
Ke batla zaka looking for money, haka tla mo for ho bapala
O tsebe ke plaka ibile ke nkane hake tloha kea khakhatha
Batho ba Gauteng dumêlang
Ntwana ya Moshoeshoe e buang
Keromilwe ke tšhaba sa heso, ba itše ke batla se jewang
Batho ba Gauteng dumêlang
Ntwana ya Moshoeshoe e buang
Keromilwe ke tšhaba sa heso, ba itše ke batla se jewang

O tsebe ke rata ha kupu di duma
Tau ya Lesotho o tlae bona e puruma
Feta ke senye ba sale ba bua
Ntoa keya melamu eseng ya dithunya
Nyamatsane e kene ka hara gauta
Leme la hlaba le tletše meutlwa
Mo keyang ke pele azanke ke kgutla
Seke le pele seke ile ka bua

Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)

We bafana siyimpi
Kuyo qhuma anhlamvana ezizukulwaneni sika bab' uMshengu, Shabalala
Ibutho eligcize nge ngazi lika Shaka
Oh ngiyaphinda ngithi we bafana siyimpi, sokhala ekhanda ko ngaviki
Ngiyi soka elidlala ke nkotha no limi
Kusase yibo la bafana babili
Oooh ngithi ziyokufa ngamunye
Yi dayimani liyok'shaya ukhale uzudube
Yishon' bafana lo shun owe mbongi
Maseng'fikile ziyolala amalunde
Oh bhathi Khuza! Khuza!
Mlilo amalangabe uban ozo bhula
Thina sithe masitshala bona bas'buka
Manje sise ntsimini ithelo siyayivuna
Ezangakithi ziya ngizwa mang khuluma mama weh!
Fungamisile emadletsheni awubaxoleli iman bafowethu
Sithe mas'fika kwashukum'shukum' inkundla e mama weh!
Kuyo shunq' uthuli emabaleni
Lik'shiye uvuza e makhaleni

Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)

Ngi ngena e center nge mbhadada
Sathath' iTrap sayiphendula isbaya
We nkosi woshuni ngi ngeza izandla
Yiphimbo lakho umkhonto ka shaka
Mina ngi gagu
Ngphuma le zantsi
O zama ukung'nthinta ne ntsimbi yabelungu izokhala ka thathu
Bheka amachart(i)
Siwo number 1
Imbube siy'phabaza emculweni
Nobab'uMshengu sogiya emathuneni
Mang'fak is'phandla ngis'thathe kini phela mina imbuzi eyinqumayo
Damn it, damn it
Inkundla siy'chela nge ntelezi
Mang'fak is'phandla ngis'thathe kini phela mina imbuzi eyinqumayo
Damn it, damn it
Inkundla siy'chela nge ntelezi

Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)

'Tsebe ke rata ha kupu diduma
Tau ya Lesotho o tlae bona ha e puruma
Feta ke senye ba sale ba bua
Ntoa keya melamu eseng ya dithunya
Nyamatsane e kene ka hara gauta
Leme la hlaba le tletše meutlwa
Mo keyang ke pele azanke ke kgutla
Seke le pele seke ile ka bua

Dumelang

You know I love it when the drums rumble
The lion of Lesotho, you will see it roar
I'll pass through and destroy, leaving them talking
The war is of sticks, not guns
The ant has entered the gold
A sharp tongue full of poison
Where I'm going, I'm first, because I'm coming back
I haven't gone before, I haven't spoken

Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele!(Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)

I don't step on the ground, it bends
The weight that breaks the scale
The hardest rock on earth, know that enemies are injured
I want mine, looking for money, I didn't come here to play
You know I brag and boast, I never leave, I'm not worried
People of Gauteng, greetings
The child of Moshoeshoe speaking
I was sent by my nation, they said I'm looking for food
People of Gauteng, greetings
The child of Moshoeshoe speaking
I was sent by my nation, they said I'm looking for food

You know I love it when the drums rumble
The lion of Lesotho, you will see it roar
I'll pass through and destroy, leaving them talking
The war is of sticks, not guns
The ant has entered the gold
The striking tongue is full of poison
Where I'm going, I'm first, because I'm coming back
I haven't gone before, I haven't spoken

Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)

Hey guys, we are at war
It will explode, reverberating through generations of Mshengu, Shabalala
The army that conquered with blood like Shaka
Oh, I repeat, hey guys, we are at war, stay focused, I'm not joking
I'm the bull that plays, I kick and lick
It's no longer the two boys
Oooh, I say they will die one by one
The diamonds will hit you, you will cry and be embarrassed
Tell the boys, you owe me gratitude
The mornings have come, they will sleep with the ancestors
Oh, say Khuza! Khuza!
The scorching sun, who will speak?
We remain, they watch
Now we are in the field, the inheritance we reap
Those who belong to us are heard, who speaks, mama weh!
You put them in the mud, you don't negotiate for my brothers
We say when we arrive, there was a commotion in the court, mama weh!
The dust will clear in the grounds
Leaving them crying

Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)

I enter the center with a splash
Took the Trap and turned it into a whip
We, the king of the hunter, I add my hands
Your voice is the spear of Shaka
I'm a fool
I come from the south
If you try to touch me, the white man's iron will ring three times
Look at the charts
We are number 1
The Imbube we lift in music
And the Mshengu clan, we don't go to the graves
Give me the turn, let me take it, after all I am the jumping goat
Damn it, damn it
We rule the court with magic
Give me the turn, let me take it, after all I am the jumping goat
Damn it, damn it
We rule the court with magic

Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)
Hele! Hele! (Hele mama hele)

You know I love it when the drums rumble
The lion of Lesotho, you will see it roar
I'll pass through and destroy, leaving them talking
The war is of sticks, not guns
The ant has entered the gold
The striking tongue is full of poison
Where I'm going, I'm first, because I'm coming back
I haven't gone before, I haven't spoken