Текст песни и перевод на француский Dan Bălan feat. Lucas Prata - Ma ya hi (English version) (Valentin remix radio edit)

Ma ya hi (English version) (Valentin remix radio edit)

Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
Hello? Salute. It's me, your duke,
And I made something that's real to show you how I feel
Hello? Hello. It's me, Picasso.
I will paint my words of love
With your name on every wall.
When you leave my colors fade to gray.
Whoo-a whoo-a-ay, whoo-a whoo-a whoo-a-ay
Every word of love I used to say,
Now I paint it every day
When you leave my colors fade to gray.
Hey little lover stay,
Or all my colors fade away.
Every word of love I used to say,
Now I paint it every day.
I sold my strings, my songs, and dreams,
And I bought some paints to match the colors of my love.
Hello? Hello. It's me again, Picasso.
I will spray my words of love
with your name on every wall.
When you leave my colors fade to gray.
Whoo-a whoo-a-ay, whoo-a whoo-a whoo-a-ay
Every word of love I used to say,
Now I paint it every day
When you leave my colors fade to gray.
Hey little lover stay,
Or all my colors fade away.
Every word of love I used to say,
Now I paint it every day.
Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
When you leave my colors fade to gray.
Whoo-a whoo-a-ay, whoo-a whoo-a whoo-a-ay
Every word of love I used to say,
Now I paint it every day.
When you leave my colors fade to gray.
Hey little lover stay,
Or all my colors fade away.
Every word of love I used to say,
Now I paint it every day.

Ma ya hi (version anglaise) (Valentin remix radio edit)

Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
Salut ? C’est moi, ton duc,
Et j’ai fait quelque chose de réel pour te montrer ce que je ressens
Salut ? Salut. C’est moi, Picasso.
Je peindrai mes mots d’amour
Avec ton nom sur chaque mur.
Quand tu pars, mes couleurs deviennent grises.
Whoo-a whoo-a-ay, whoo-a whoo-a whoo-a-ay
Chaque mot d’amour que je disais,
Maintenant je le peins chaque jour
Quand tu pars, mes couleurs deviennent grises.
Hey, petite amoureuse, reste,
Ou toutes mes couleurs s’effaceront.
Chaque mot d’amour que je disais,
Maintenant je le peins chaque jour.
J’ai vendu mes cordes, mes chansons et mes rêves,
Et j’ai acheté des peintures pour correspondre aux couleurs de mon amour.
Salut ? Salut. C’est moi encore, Picasso.
Je vaporiserai mes mots d’amour
avec ton nom sur chaque mur.
Quand tu pars, mes couleurs deviennent grises.
Whoo-a whoo-a-ay, whoo-a whoo-a whoo-a-ay
Chaque mot d’amour que je disais,
Maintenant je le peins chaque jour
Quand tu pars, mes couleurs deviennent grises.
Hey, petite amoureuse, reste,
Ou toutes mes couleurs s’effaceront.
Chaque mot d’amour que je disais,
Maintenant je le peins chaque jour.
Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
Ma-ya-hi
Ma-ya-hu
Ma-ya-ha
Ma-ya-haha
Quand tu pars, mes couleurs deviennent grises.
Whoo-a whoo-a-ay, whoo-a whoo-a whoo-a-ay
Chaque mot d’amour que je disais,
Maintenant je le peins chaque jour.
Quand tu pars, mes couleurs deviennent grises.
Hey, petite amoureuse, reste,
Ou toutes mes couleurs s’effaceront.
Chaque mot d’amour que je disais,
Maintenant je le peins chaque jour.