Paroles et traduction Sniper - Arabia

Arabia

Arabia, arabia
Rahi jaya machi nassia
Loughti hia min walidiya
Ghir hia arabia
Arabia, arabia
Rahi jaya machi nassia
Loughti hia min walidiya
Ghir hia arabia

Apprendre à être libre, cœur et poings serrés
Se sentir considéré pour réapprendre à vivre
Manifestations tempérées, c'est loin d'être possible
Quand le peuple est pris pour cible, y a pas d'révolution modérée
Oui, ils marchent pour leurs intérêts, l'État compte les sinistres
Oui, ils font couler le sang et ont la mort pour ministre
Arabia triste bilan, va du Maroc à l'Iran
L'espoir remplit des cercueils et porte le deuil des tyrans
Il ne parle jamais de misère, ne montre que les bonnes facettes
On voit les stations balnéaires où les touristes font bronzette
Ils pillent les matières premières, garde ta langue dans son fourreau
Car le moindre contestataire aura à faire à son bourreau
Alors que le peuple crève de faim, de tout
Plus rien ne sert de faire grève donc autant mourir debout
Arabia est le combat, oui triste est la prose
Le sang rougit la terre mais noble est la cause, arabia

Arabia, arabia
Rahi jaya machi nassia
Loughti hia min walidiya
Ghir hia arabia
Arabia, arabia
Rahi jaya machi nassia
Loughti hia min walidiya
Ghir hia arabia

Une poudrière finit forcément par s'embraser
Il suffit d'une étincelle, le feu s'propage et rien n'pourra l'entraver
Navré pour ces journalistes qui parlent de contagion (pff)
Il s'agit pas d'une maladie, il s'agit d'révolution
Fuck leur vision colonialiste, le peuple a ses raisons que l'oppresseur ignore
L'envers du décor est gore loin des hôtels et des touristes
Les uns se privent quand d'autres se gavent comme des porcs
Un occident paternaliste mais bien complice du sort que ces gens subissent
Ils applaudissent derrière leur démocratie déguisée
C'est des solidaristes de ceux qui plantent leur tentes devant l'Élysée
Lorsque le peuple souffre, le vent de la révolte souffle
Pour que de nouvelles portes s'ouvrent et ne plus rester dans c'gouffre
Des milliers de diplômés sans travail et sans espoir
Humiliés, ces jeunes paumés finissent par marquer l'histoire
Par renverser ce pouvoir qui sème la discorde
Les tyrans sont contraints de prendre la fuite par la petite porte

Arabia, arabia
Rahi jaya machi nassia
Loughti hia min walidiya
Ghir hia arabia
Arabia, arabia
Rahi jaya machi nassia
Loughti hia min walidiya
Ghir hia arabia

En hommage à tous les civils qui sont tombés sous les balles
Qui se sont battus pour être libre
Qui se sont battus contre un système totalitaire
Et qui pour changer leur histoire y ont laissé des êtres chers

Combien de civils tombent sous les balles des armes
Fournies par les mêmes qui prétendent leurs venir en aide
Bizarre que personne ne les blâme (blâme)
L'incertitude plane sur l'issue de cette révolte
Va-t-elle ouvrir de nouvelles portes ou rester presque morte

Tadher bel kfouf torkteul ou chayatik
Alid kalam I mout chouf kifech ra'dit bledik
Arabia chaab'el youm yourid el horia
Thawra tqoun iradia a3ad jdid Arabia

Arabia, arabia
Rahi jaya machi nassia
Loughti hia min walidiya
Ghir hia arabia
Arabia, arabia
Rahi jaya machi nassia
Loughti hia min walidiya
Ghir hia arabia

Arabia

Arabia, Arabia
It's coming, it's not a fairy tale
I inherited it from my parents
It's simply Arabia
Arabia, Arabia
It's coming, it's not a fairy tale
I inherited it from my parents
It's simply Arabia

Learning to be free, heart and fists clenched tight
Feeling acknowledged, learning to live again
Moderate protests, that's far from possible
When the people are targeted, there's no such thing as a moderate revolution
Yes, they march for their interests, the state counts the casualties
Yes, they make the blood flow and have death as their minister
Arabia, a sad record, from Morocco to Iran
Hope fills coffins and mourns the tyrants
He never speaks of misery, only shows the good sides
We see the seaside resorts where tourists sunbathe
They plunder raw materials, keep your tongue in its sheath
Because the slightest protester will face their executioner
While the people starve, of everything
Strikes are no longer useful, so we might as well die standing
Arabia is the fight, yes, the prose is sad
Blood reddens the earth, but the cause is noble, Arabia

Arabia, Arabia
It's coming, it's not a fairy tale
I inherited it from my parents
It's simply Arabia
Arabia, Arabia
It's coming, it's not a fairy tale
I inherited it from my parents
It's simply Arabia

A powder keg inevitably ends up igniting
All it takes is a spark, the fire spreads and nothing can stop it
Sorry for those journalists who talk about contagion (pff)
This is not a disease, this is a revolution
Fuck their colonialist vision, the people have their reasons that the oppressor ignores
The other side of the scenery is gruesome, far from the hotels and tourists
Some deprive themselves while others stuff themselves like pigs
A paternalistic West but complicit in the fate that these people suffer
They applaud behind their disguised democracy
They are the solidarists of those who pitch their tents in front of the Élysée
When the people suffer, the wind of revolt blows
So that new doors open and we no longer remain in this abyss
Thousands of graduates without work and without hope
Humiliated, these lost young people end up making history
By overthrowing this power that sows discord
The tyrants are forced to flee through the back door

Arabia, Arabia
It's coming, it's not a fairy tale
I inherited it from my parents
It's simply Arabia
Arabia, Arabia
It's coming, it's not a fairy tale
I inherited it from my parents
It's simply Arabia

In tribute to all the civilians who fell under the bullets
Who fought to be free
Who fought against a totalitarian system
And who, to change their history, left their loved ones behind

How many civilians fall under the bullets of weapons
Supplied by the same ones who claim to come to their aid
Strange that no one blames them (blames them)
Uncertainty hangs over the outcome of this revolt
Will it open new doors or remain almost dead

Look at your hands, they are killing and betraying you
Shut up, you're dead, look at what you did to your country
The people of Arabia today want freedom
A revolution is coming, a new era for Arabia

Arabia, Arabia
It's coming, it's not a fairy tale
I inherited it from my parents
It's simply Arabia
Arabia, Arabia
It's coming, it's not a fairy tale
I inherited it from my parents
It's simply Arabia