Paroles et traduction Zanmari Baré - Nout lang

Nout lang

Pokwé nout lang sou pié mang i dor, pokwé pokwé mèm
Kissa i plèr la pré kri la mor, anou anou mèm
Pokwé mon lang konm an tang i dor, pokwé pokwé mèm
Dann gro lardèr li akokiy lo kor, koz ou koz ou mèm
Si wi vé tap a li, kony a li, touf a li
Si wi vé kraz a li, zèt a li, bli a li
Kit ma yèm a li, kit ma mour a li
Kit ma dans a li, kit ma sant a li
Kit ma yèm a li, kit ma mour a li
Kit ma manz a li, kit ma vanz a li
Mon lang konm an kanot si la tèr malizé débouz a li
Dék li tous la mèr wi sa malèr li filout an zangiy
Mon lang konm an kanot si la tèr malizé débouz a li
Dék li tous la mèr kit ta mèr li filout an zangiy
Kissa gran min invizib i prétan pa mon kozé
A mwin kréol la la gèl la lé lib mwin la pa pou largé
Kissa gran min invizib fane mon rèv dann van mové
A mwin kréol kan mèm koko d'tèt vid na ankor lo gou kozé
Mwin mon lang konm an kanot si la tèr malizé débouz a li
Dék li tous la mèr wi sa malèr li filout an zangi
Mon lang konm an kanot si la tèr malizé débouz a li
Dék li tous la mèr kit ta mèr li filout an zangi
Ki kalité lang wi di pi ma lang, bekali kalité mèm
Biny dann lo la mèr tir gro lodèr moussang, santi santi mèm
Ki lang i vol i vol an zèl papang, i ronde i ronde mèm
Kan pié langylang vétyvèr moulang, lodèr ral a li ral a li mèm
Si wi vé tap a li, kony a li, touf a li
Si wi vé kraz a li, zèt a li, obli a li
Kit ma yèm a li, kit ma mour a li
Kit ma dans a li, kit ma sant a li
Kit ma yèm a li, kit ma mour a li
Kit ma manz a li, kit ma vanz a li
Mon lang konm an kanot si la tèr malizé débouz a li
Dék li tous la mèr sa malèr li filout an zangi
Mon lang konm an kanot si la tèr malizé débouz a li
Dék li tous la mèr kit ta mèr li filout an zangi
Kissa gran min invizib prétan pa mon kozé
A mwin kréol la la gèl la lé lib mwin la pa pou largé
Kissa gran min invizib fann mon rèv dann van mové
A mwin kréol kan mèm koko d'tèt vid na ankor lo gou kozé
Mon lang konm an kanot si la tèr malizé débouz a li
Dék li tous la mèr sa malèr li filout an zangi
Mon lang konm an kanot si la tèr malizé débouz a li
Dék li tous la mèr kit ta mèr li filout an zangi
Ti di sa lang sal donn manzé koson, i oz i oz mèm
Dann marmit do ri rant pa an graton, onzèr midi mèm
Boug déor dédan nana lang en firang, i désikot sikot mèm
Kit ma bour d'fé sanm in paké zangzang, tangolé tangolé mèm
Si wi vé tap a li, kony a li, touf a li
Si wi vé kraz a li, zèt a li, bli a li
Kit ma yèm a li, kit ma mour a li
Kit ma dans a li, kit ma sant a li
Kit ma yèm a li, kit ma mour a li
Kit ma manz a li, kit ma vanz a li
Mwin mon lang konm an kanot si la tèr malizé débouz a li
Dék li tous la mèr wi sa malèr li filout an zangi
Mon lang konm an kanot si la tèr malizé débouz a li
Dék li tous la mèr kit ta mèr li filout an zangi
Kissa gran min invizib i prétan pa mon kozé
A mwin kréol la la gèl la lé lib mwin la pa pou largé
Kissa gran min invizib fann mon rèv dann van mové
A mwin kréol kan mèm koko d'tèt vid na ankor lo gou kozé
Mwin mon lang konm an kanot si la tèr malizé débouz a li
Dék li tous la mèr wi sa malèr li filout an zangi
Mon lang konm an kanot si la tèr malizé débouz a li
Dék li tous la mèr kit ta mèr li filout an zangi
Pokwé nout lang sou pié mang i dor, pokwé pokwé mèm
Kissa i plèr la pré kri la mor, anou anou mèm
Pokwé mon lang konm an tang i dor, pokwé pokwé mèm
Dann gro lardèr li akokiy lo kor, gramoun gramoun mèm, g
Ramoun gramoun mèm, gramoun gramoun mèm, g
Ramoun gramoun mèm, gramoun gramoun mèm.

Our Language

Why is our language sleeping under the mango tree, why, why, girl?
What is crying near the cry of death, us, us, girl?
Why is my language sleeping like a tenrec, why, why, girl?
In a big pantry, it's choking on the heart, because of you, because of you, girl?
If you want to hit it, fight it, bury it
If you want to crush it, throw it away, forget it
Let me love it, let me die for it
Let me dance to it, let me smell it
Let me love it, let me die for it
Let me eat it, let me live for it
My language is like a canoe, if the land is cursed, set it free
Let it sail the seas, its misfortune will become a song
My language is like a canoe, if the land is cursed, set it free
Let it sail the seas, let your mother turn it into a song
What great invisible hand pretends not to understand my speech
My Creole is the gel, it is free, I won't let it go
What great invisible hand blows my dreams into the ill wind
My Creole, even if it's a coconut with an empty head, still has the taste of speech
My language is like a canoe, if the land is cursed, set it free
Let it sail the seas, its misfortune will become a song
My language is like a canoe, if the land is cursed, set it free
Let it sail the seas, let your mother turn it into a song
What language do you say is better than mine, because it's the best, girl
A wave in the sea brings the strong scent of moss, smell it, smell it, girl
What language wants to fly in the parrot's sky, it circles and circles, girl
When the feet of the chameleon lick the moss, the smell sticks to it, sticks to it, girl
If you want to hit it, fight it, bury it
If you want to crush it, throw it away, forget it
Let me love it, let me die for it
Let me dance to it, let me smell it
Let me love it, let me die for it
Let me eat it, let me live for it
My language is like a canoe, if the land is cursed, set it free
Let it sail the seas, its misfortune will become a song
My language is like a canoe, if the land is cursed, set it free
Let it sail the seas, let your mother turn it into a song
What great invisible hand pretends not to understand my speech
My Creole is the gel, it is free, I won't let it go
What great invisible hand blows my dreams into the ill wind
My Creole, even if it's a coconut with an empty head, still has the taste of speech
My language is like a canoe, if the land is cursed, set it free
Let it sail the seas, its misfortune will become a song
My language is like a canoe, if the land is cursed, set it free
Let it sail the seas, let your mother turn it into a song
You say that language gives food to the pigs, it dares, it dares, girl
In the pot on the back, it doesn't enter as a scrap, it's eleven, noon, girl
The guy outside inside has a language in French, he cuts it, cuts it, girl
Let my belly swell like a bunch of gingers, let it tangle, tangle, girl
If you want to hit it, fight it, bury it
If you want to crush it, throw it away, forget it
Let me love it, let me die for it
Let me dance to it, let me smell it
Let me love it, let me die for it
Let me eat it, let me live for it
My language is like a canoe, if the land is cursed, set it free
Let it sail the seas, its misfortune will become a song
My language is like a canoe, if the land is cursed, set it free
Let it sail the seas, let your mother turn it into a song
What great invisible hand pretends not to understand my speech
My Creole is the gel, it is free, I won't let it go
What great invisible hand blows my dreams into the ill wind
My Creole, even if it's a coconut with an empty head, still has the taste of speech
My language is like a canoe, if the land is cursed, set it free
Let it sail the seas, its misfortune will become a song
My language is like a canoe, if the land is cursed, set it free
Let it sail the seas, let your mother turn it into a song
Why is our language sleeping under the mango tree, why, why, girl?
What is crying near the cry of death, us, us, girl?
Why is my language sleeping like a tenrec, why, why, girl?
In a big pantry, it's choking on the heart, elders, elders, girl,
Elders, elders, girl, elders, elders, girl,
Elders, elders, girl, elders, elders, girl.