Paroles et traduction Rokia Traoré - Mouneïssa

Mouneïssa

Sòn b′i la, i maara o kan
Bana b'i la, i maara o kan
Bankebaw b′o kè woloden nin ye
San'i ka ne bonya, bonya da Umu kann ne baa
Ka ne son fèn la, o di Mamadu ma ne baba
Aa mun ka boo bankebaa ye
Mouneïssa...
Muun ka fò oun wolonaaw ye
Muun ka fò wolonaa ni wolofaaw ye, furusaa manyi
Mouneïssa...
Aa bè mèru ka mèru ka mèru mèru ye, sigi yòrò t'ale fè
Ka kasi ka kasi ka kasi kasi ye, mani baga t′ale la
Fitiridaw mana se, bè bi boli′i wolonaso la
Wolonaa bèrè t'ale fè
Mouneïssa′i'ikana kasi
Ile′i miiri'i ta y′i naa n'i faaw furusaara
Ile'i miiri′i ta y′i naa n'i faa′y'u kaan mabin
Min′un ta saara ulu ka munfò dunya
Wahidu mansa o ta de'y tunya′ye
Mouneissa...
Furusaabaw tè nyèsumaya, furutikèbaw o kòni tè nyèsumaya
Furu saa ka denw n'u faaw fara tensa
Furu saa ka denw n'u baaw fara tensa
Aa mòkòw lou furusaa manyii
Mouneissa... kana kassi (moneissa...)
Kuranè y′a fò, Bibulu y′a fò, faamaw y'a fò, furusaa manyii furussa manyii
Mouneissa... kana kassi (mouneissa)
Cèba dò denta ko dòwèrè k′o lamò,
Muso dò dendii ko dòwèrè k'o lamò
Furubaliya ka wusa furusaa ye
Ni denw sòròla furusaa manyii
Mouneissa kana kassi (moineissa)
Cèba dò denta dòwèrè k′o lamò
Muso dò dendii ko dòwèrè k'o ladò
Deni nou singin na sa
Deni nou torola
Ka deninou singin sa fo deni nou yani na te
An kafo djon bai ni dadokan
Djon bè ni dadokan
Djon bè ni gnèssigido(mouneissa)
An djon bè ni dadokan
Mouneissa... kana kissi...
Mouneissa ni kani i toro
Mouneissa ko dounouya ye tan de
An djon bè ni dadonka
An djon bè ni dadonka(mouneissa)
E djon bè ni gnèssigido(mouneissa)
An djon bè ni dadonka
Mouneissa...
Mouneissa
Mouneissa.
Diialla Bob Konate

Mouneïssa

My son, I give you my soul
My daughter, I give you my soul
The one who no longer speaks Bambara
But who knows that Umu has bared her backside
Who calls her son Mamadou when she calls her father
Ah, we can no longer be friends
Mouneïssa...
You will make your languages lie
You will make your Wolof and French languages lie, my hard-earned money
Mouneïssa...
Ah, she's walking erratically, erratically, erratically, the bitch got cold feet
She's running erratically, erratically, erratically, she left me stranded
The small birds know that she's going to lose her speech
She's going to lose her language
Mouneïssa, you're a fine sight
You've got my salt to put in your sauce
You've got my salt to put in your bean porridge
You're going to spend my wealth in this country
One man alone can't make a country
Mouneissa...
The rich are never satisfied, the wicked are never satisfied
Money can buy you a pretty dress
Money can buy you a nice car
Oh, you're the one who loves money so much
Mouneissa... what a sight (moneissa...)
The Koran has been read, the Bible has been read, the Torah has been read, oh, that money, that money, that money, that money
Mouneissa... what a sight (mouneissa)
A man can no longer marry his cousin,
A woman can no longer marry her brother-in-law
Football has become a money game
And we're just chasing after money
Mouneissa what a sight (moineissa)
A man can no longer marry his cousin
A woman can no longer marry her brother-in-law
People are doing nothing but sleeping
People are doing nothing but drinking
And people are doing nothing but sleeping so that they can do nothing but sleep
Now the sky is falling on our heads
The sky is falling on our heads
The sky is falling on our heads(mouneissa)
Now the sky is falling on our heads
Mouneissa... what a sight...
Mouneissa is the one I love the most
Mouneissa is the one who makes me laugh
Now the sky is falling on our heads
Now the sky is falling on our heads(mouneissa)
Now the sky is falling on our heads(mouneissa)
Now the sky is falling on our heads
Mouneissa...
Mouneissa
Mouneissa.
Diialla Bob Konate