Paroles et traduction Ralph Thamar Featuring Mario Canonge - Fe Van (feat. Mario Canonge)

Fe Van (feat. Mario Canonge)

Grenn sèl bò isit kite barik pran lari
Tounen teson gravye pou manje malere
Li midi tout bourik ap ranni
Pandan kabrit ap simen fanmasi
Solèy la ap boule m
Li vle fè m anraje
Dlo nan je m, dlo nan kò m
M'ape swe tout kote

Fè van pou mwen cheri
Fè van pou mwen cheri
Fè van dou dou

Pandan m'ap di w sa mayengwen debake
Ak yon dividal mouch k'ap kwense m k'ap mode m
Li midi, men tout klòch ap sonnen
Ferayè sou bòdmè dechennen
Yon fèblantye k'ap pase, k'ap fè m fou, k'ap rele
K'ap mande achte bonm ak chodyè ki kreve

Fè van pou mwen cheri
Fè van pou mwen cheri
Fè van dou dou

Men pa gen van k'ap soufle
Ki kote van pase
Fò n jis tan karèm lè tan rara rive
Le nòde fè pechè pè lanmè
Lè frechè ap pouse do chalè
Lè sa cheri m'a simen bèl franj sou ou
M'a fè w monte nan syèl tankou yon sèvolan
Pot fil pou mwen timoun, pot fil pou mwen
M'anvi file w cheri, gen van

Men pa gen van k'ap soufle
Ki kote van pase
Fò n jis tan karèm lè tan rara rive
Le nòde fè pechè pè lanmè
Lè frechè ap pouse do chalè
Lè sa cheri m'a simen bèl franj sou ou
M'a fè w monte nan syèl tankou yon sèvolan
Pot fil pou mwen timoun, pot fil pou mwen
M'anvi file w cheri, gen van

Cheri, gen van
Gen van

Fe Van (feat. Mario Canonge)

The salt here is left to the barrels taking to the streets
It turns into gravel for the poor to eat
It's noon and all the donkeys are groaning
While the goats are spreading pharmaceuticals
The sun is burning me
It wants to make me angry
Water in my eyes, water in my body
I'm sweating everywhere

Make wind for me, my love
Make wind for me, my love
Make soft wind

While I'm telling you this, a mayengwen lands
With a swarm of flies that are stinging me, that are tormenting me
It's noon, but all the bells are ringing
The blacksmith on the seashore is raging
A madman passes by, making me crazy, shouting
Asking to buy bombs and broken pots

Make wind for me, my love
Make wind for me, my love
Make soft wind

But there's no wind blowing
Where does the wind go
We have to wait until Lent, when the rara season arrives
When the north wind makes the fishermen afraid of the sea
When the coolness pushes back the heat
Then, my love, I'll sow beautiful fringe on you
I'll make you rise to the sky like a swallow
Give me some string, child, give me some string
I want to fly with you, my love, there's wind

But there's no wind blowing
Where does the wind go
We have to wait until Lent, when the rara season arrives
When the north wind makes the fishermen afraid of the sea
When the coolness pushes back the heat
Then, my love, I'll sow beautiful fringe on you
I'll make you rise to the sky like a swallow
Give me some string, child, give me some string
I want to fly with you, my love, there's wind

My love, there's wind
There's wind