Paroles et traduction Stereo - Rafiki

Rafiki

Nilikutana nae pande za Kinondoni
Mida ya saba mchana ilisema saa ya mkononi
Stendi ya daladala maarufu kama Morocco
Mi natokea Mbagala naenda pande za King'oko
Ghafla, nikashtuka alivyonigusa bega
Kwa gadhabu milipogeuka ni yeye nikaona shega
(Ila) sikuamini nilipomuona, kwamba ni bibi
Au msichana mdomo kushona, ikanibidi
Namkumbuka nilisoma nae shule ya msingi
Ndugu hawana mpango nae tangu alipokufa dingi
Darasa la saba nauhakika hakumaliza
Usawa ulikaba akikumbuka inamuumiza
Yamemsibu rafiki ukimuona huwezi kumjua
Kachakaa hatamaniki hana viatu anapekua
Dhambi kumpa kisogo hana tiba anapougua
Shida zake tangu mdogo sasa mtu mzima amekua
Siku ikipita hajala inshaallah, Mola anajua
Wapi usiku atalala ni msala, anaomba dua
Anatamani kufa msalaba apate kuutua
Kafeli kujiua, Mungu hajapenda kumchukua

[Chorus –
I'm sitting in my room
Thinking back on you, memories high
I'm sitting in my room

Thinking back on you, memories high

[Verse 2–
Kumbe alipata kazi ya usafi ndani ya kanisa
Na nyumba ya mwiinjilisti aliamini nyoka wa Kibisa
Maisha yakaendelea, mara zikaanza visa
Alipoguswa akalegea, pasta nyavu akatikisa
Lisa aka-surrender kama mtuhumiwa kortini
Akasahau kalenda kwa utamu wa penzi ofisini
Kila starehe alitenda zaidi ya pasta na muumini
Mwazimu aligeuka mwenda aliyempenda kiongozi wa dini
Alimchengua akili na kumuondolea usichana
Mengine akaona sio dili, ngono ndo tamu sana
Kakesha akisubiri, maana anajulikana
Miezi ni kumi na mbili ila hata mmoja hakuonekana
Akamfungia safari, pasta aliyempenda jana
Bahati mbaya hakuwa tayari kuikubali akamkana
Mbele ya umati akamuumbua sio yake wakaachana
Akamuapia angemuua endapo kwake angeonekana
Akaipoteza imani, akazamia mitaani
Kwa ushetani wa pasta feki ambae hivi sasa yupo ibadani
Maisha yake hayaendi poa
Aliyemtamani amemtapeli

Mimba alifaulu kuitoa
Ila ukimwi amefeli

[Chorus –
I'm sitting in my room

Thinking back on you, memories high
I'm sitting in my room
Thinking back on you, memories high

[Verse 3–
Kizuri daima hakidumu
Shida kitaletewa
Suluhu sio kunywa sumu
Wherever anaenielewa
Ye nini maisha magumu, kila kitu amepewa
Ukimwi hatoulaumu kwa biashara ya mwili Sewa
Masikini na vibopa ye anawapa mdudu wa karne
Kama hauna leo unakopa, ye kwake mteja ni mfalme
Panda usiku, panda mchana ukihitaji mwezini sana
Jeneza hofu urefu, nishaukadiria upana
Wa msichana
Vidume vinapangwa toka Ukonga hadi ubungo
Msichana anatwangwa na kupetwa kama ungo
Msiogope kuzichanga anauza bei nafuu

Kashayavuka tai ya Langa, matawi ya juu
Kashaipoteza dira, life gumu aliopitia linamtia hasira
Future amemaliza, malengo hayajajatimilika
Kifo amebakiza, najiuliza kesho itafika ni patashika

[Chorus – Grace Matata] x3
I'm sitting in my room
Thinking back on you, memories high
I'm sitting in my room
Thinking back on you, memories high

Rafiki

I met her in Kinondoni
At seven o'clock in the afternoon, my wristwatch said
At the bus stop known as Morocco
I was coming from Mbagala, going towards King'oko
Suddenly, I was startled when she touched my shoulder
Angrily, I turned around, and it was her, my old friend
(But) I couldn't believe it when I saw her, that she was a lady
Or rather a young woman with lips sealed, I had to
Remember that I had studied with her in primary school
Her relatives abandoned her since her father died
She didn't finish seventh grade, I'm sure
Equality became tight, remembering hurts her
My friend has been through a lot; you won't recognize her if you see her
She's worn out, unwanted, without shoes, scavenging
It's a sin to turn your back on her; she has no cure when she gets sick
Her problems since she was young, now she's grown up
If a day goes by and she hasn't eaten, Inshallah, God knows
Where she'll sleep at night is a problem, she prays
She wishes death would take her away from her suffering
She failed to commit suicide; God didn't want to take her

[Chorus –
I'm sitting in my room
Thinking back on you, memories high
I'm sitting in my room

Thinking back on you, memories high

[Verse 2–
Turns out she got a cleaning job at a church
And in the evangelist's house, she believed the Kibisa snake
Life went on, then incidents began
When she was touched, she went weak, the pastor shook his net
Lisa surrendered like a defendant in court
She forgot the calendar for the sweetness of love in the office
She enjoyed every pleasure more than the pastor and the believer
The madman turned into a walker who loved the religious leader
He brainwashed her and took away her virginity
Other things she didn't see as a deal, sex is so sweet
She stayed awake waiting because she was known
Twelve months, but not even one appeared
He locked her out, the pastor she loved yesterday
Unfortunately, he wasn't ready to accept it; he denied her
In front of the crowd, he revealed that it wasn't his, and they broke up
He swore he would kill her if she ever showed up at his place
She lost her faith, sank into the streets
Because of the fake pastor's witchcraft, who is now in church
Her life is not going well
The one she desired has scammed her

She managed to get rid of the pregnancy
But her health has failed

[Chorus –
I'm sitting in my room

Thinking back on you, memories high
I'm sitting in my room
Thinking back on you, memories high

[Verse 3–
Good things never last
Problems will be brought to it
The solution is not to drink poison
Wherever understands me
What a difficult life, everything has been given to her
We won't blame her for Sewa's flesh trade
The poor and the rich, she gives them the pleasure of the century
If you don't have it today, you borrow it; to her, the client is king
Ride at night, ride during the day if you need it to the moon
Bury the fear of height, I've estimated the width
Of the girl
Men are lined up from Ukonga to Ubungo
The girl is shaken and strained like a sieve
Don't be afraid to contribute, she sells it cheaply

She has already crossed the Langa kite, the upper branches
She has lost her compass, the tough life she went through makes her angry
Her future is over; her goals haven't been achieved
She has only death left; I wonder if tomorrow will come, where will it find her

[Chorus – Grace Matata] x3
I'm sitting in my room
Thinking back on you, memories high
I'm sitting in my room
Thinking back on you, memories high