Paroles et traduction Rokia Traoré - Beautiful Africa

Beautiful Africa

Codowari kèlè mi wilila
O kô kèla nimissa
Kodowari kèlè mîn wilila
M'badén laguinè ka ou ka kèlè
O kô kèla nimissa
Congozaïr kaou bè kèlè mina
A kô bè kè nimissa
Kèlè magni dé
Doussou magni dé
O manssa ba
Né son soumaya la n'ga doussou mara yé

Malien ou an ka doussou dabila
O kô dé yé nimissa
Nion néni ni nion boniabaliya kô dé yé nimissa
Kèlè ba ni nion landjaba

Anga politiki môkô ou ka bènbaliya tè famou dé
Bèn baliya koun mana kè nanfolo koyé
A tè famou dé
Bènbaliya koun mana kè djôyôrô ko yé
A tè famou dé

Combines fratricides
Bonnes intentions destructrices
Le grand Mali chavire accablé
Assises altérées, arrimages brisés
Le flot de mes larmes s'emballe
Ardente est ma peine
Dans mes veines d'Afro-progressiste
Le sang Bambara chargé d'espoir brûle
À contre jour mon hardiesse persiste
À contre courant mes convictions résistent

Je crois en la sagesse et l'intégrité
L'assurance, la dignité, et l'humilité
Grandissantes dans le cœur de tes enfants
Par la justesse de leurs actes
Par leur union et leur constance
Connivence et respect mutuel
Ils te soulageront des maux qui te rongent
Je t'aime Afrique
Afrique, je t'aime

Kèlè magni dé
Doussou magni dé
O manssa ba
Né son soumaya la n'ga doussou mara yé

Battered, wounded Africa
Why do you keep the role of the beautiful naive deceived
Yet, my faith does not know failure
More intense than ever
My faith does not know failure
I love you, beautiful Africa
Afrique, je t'aime
I love you, beautiful Africa
You are beautiful, Africa

Kèlè magni dé
Doussou tè ko dilan

Beautiful Africa

My wounds make me speak out
From my sacred womb
My wounds make me speak out
My beautiful soul, you can cool down
From my sacred womb
Congozair kaou, you can cool down
From my sacred womb
My wounds are deep
My pain is great
o manssa ba
My tears flow like rivers

Mali, you are beautiful
From my sacred womb
My sons and daughters, you are beautiful
My body is in pain

Politics, you have never been my friend
You have been a liar and a cheat
You have never been my friend
You have always been a thief
You have never been my friend

Fratricidal conflicts
Destructive good intentions
Great Mali is capsizing, overwhelmed
Foundations weakened, moorings broken
My tears flow freely
My grief is ardent
In my veins of Afro-progressive
The Bambara blood charged with hope burns
Against the grain, my boldness persists
Against the current, my convictions resist

I believe in wisdom and integrity
Confidence, dignity, and humility
Growing in the hearts of your children
Through the righteousness of their actions
Through their unity and their constancy
Collusion and mutual respect
They will relieve you of the evils that gnaw at you
I love you, Africa
Africa, I love you

My wounds are deep
My pain is great
o manssa ba
My tears flow like rivers

Battered, wounded Africa
Why do you keep the role of the beautiful naive deceived
Yet, my faith does not know failure
More intense than ever
My faith does not know failure
I love you, beautiful Africa
Afrique, je t'aime
I love you, beautiful Africa
You are beautiful, Africa

My wounds are deep
My pain is not in vain