Текст и перевод песни Fabregas Le Métis Noir - Miso Makasi

Miso Makasi

Tosha vumbi le boursier
Ndenge kaka balobaka moto muke bongo ebele
Moto ya bwania quoi
Son excellence Bonaventure Engobo
C'est toi mon ange que je retrouve dans mes songes
A chaque réveil ton image apparaît dans mes pensées
Toja vumbi
A chaque fois que je pense ma foie me
Dit que tu seras qu'à moi papa na melodie
Po ndobo ekanga mbisi esengaka pambu ezala
Osala ndenge nini yango po ozwa ngai mobimba
Molimo nzoto pe mabanzo ekoma yayo
Namitika lokoloa ebembe emitikaka na kati ya cercueil
Nazo zela se enterrement na ngai
Enterrer nga na mbok'a ba plaisir aaaa bourssier
C'est toi mon ange que je retrouve dans mes songes
A chaque réveil ton image apparaît dans mes pensées
Tosha vumbi
A chaque fois que je pense ma foie me
Dit que tu seras qu'à moi papa na maria
Mwana Nzambe amikaba mbeka
Se pona interet ya mokili mobimba
Po ozwa lobiko
Lelo nga namikabi mbeka se po na intérêt bolingo
Ya cherie na nga moko azuaka ba câlin na bolingo
Bolingo eloko malamu esengaka deux personnes
Balola love oko mona ndenge tokoma vélo
Esengaka deux pédales ya pamba po etambola malamu hee bolingo
Ya misatu akota te tosha he
Na ebale ya bolingo na ngai mbisi ya ekila eza te
Na nzete ya bolingo na ngai mbuma ya ekila eza te
Nioso oko mona eza ya kolia (ya yo)
Nioso oko mona cherie esalema pona yo Papa (ya yo)
Ba caresses, ba câlins na ba bisous (ya yo)
Ata ya poso tumba (cherie na nga eko zala goût)
Ata eza ya sens bloqué (cherie na nga eko zala sukali)
Niawu ata aza yako tonda
Soki amoni mpuku ata ya litshombe na
Nzela nde akotika jamais aleka po na taille
Ndenge moko na nga
Nazo lela bileyi ya bolingo na nga tongo midi pokua
Liesa bileyi nayo boursier
Ko hésitaka te soki ozui makanisi ya ko inventer bonheur na nga
Sala na nga lokola Jésus epay'a ba apôtres
Huuuum Pablo Ngonda he
Wapi Jeancy Mayasi
Mama aloba he
Choeur: Moto asimbi bolingo eza lokola moto azolia manga ya kotela
Ba nzinzi bazo landa ye po na dérangement
Ata abombi loboko suka suka il faut kaka ba poignarder ye
Bako tia ye mal à l'aise ti ako buaka mukokoli
Ndenge bafiti bazo kosa yo obuakisa nga nakoma ya bango
Bazo kosa yo fungola miso hee
La clairvoyance cherie n'est pas vraiment la sorcellerie
Bazo kosa yo fungola miso hee
Hermaine Kabaa (Arno Technologie Number 1
Mama aloba he
Aza lokola moto azolia manga ya kotela
Ba nzinzi bazo landa ye po na dérangement
Ata abombi loboko suka suka il faut kaka ba poignarder ye
Bako tia ye mal à l'aise ti ako buaka mukokoli
Ndenge bafiti bazo kosa yo obuakisa nga nakoma ya bango
Bazo kosa yo fungola miso hee
La clairvoyance cherie n'est pas vraiment la sorcellerie
Bazo kosa yo fungola miso
Choeur: Moto asimbi bolingo eza lokola moto azolia manga ya kotela
Ba nzinzi bazo landa ye po na dérangement
Ata abombi loboko suka suka il faut kaka ba poignarder ye
Bako tia ye mal à l'aise ti ako buaka mukokoli
Ndenge bafiti bazo kosa yo obuakisa nga nakoma ya bango
Bazo kosa yo fungola miso hee
La clairvoyance cherie n'est pas vraiment la sorcellerie
Bazo kosa yo fungola miso hee
Miso makasi ndoki te (×2)
Miso makasi ndoki te na bolingo hee
Na bolingo hee ndoki te
Fungola miso (muene)

Miso Makasi

Dust off the scholar
As they say, a small person but a big crowd
Man of what?
His Excellency Bonaventure Engobo
You are my angel that I find in my dreams
Every time I wake up your image appears in my thoughts
Dust off
Every time I think my liver
Tells me you will only be mine daddy with the melody
For the fishing net, the fish is full of fish
How did you do it to get me all
Soul, body and thoughts have become yours
I let myself be carried away, a corpse that is placed in a coffin
I'm just waiting for my burial
Bury me in the place of pleasures aaaa scholar
You are my angel that I find in my dreams
Every time I wake up your image appears in my thoughts
Dust off
Every time I think my liver
Tells me you will only be mine daddy with Maria
The Son of God sacrificed himself
Only for the interest of the whole world
So that you may have salvation
Today I sacrifice myself only for the interest of love
So that my darling can receive cuddles and love
Love is a good thing it requires two people
Look at love you see how we became a bicycle
It takes two pedals for nothing to work well hee love
The third one will not enter let it go he
In the river of my love there is no rotten fish
On my love tree there is no rotten fruit
Everything you see is to eat (yours)
Everything you see darling is done for you daddy (yours)
Caresses, cuddles and kisses (yours)
Even the week's grave (my darling will be tasty)
Even if it's blocked (my darling will be sugar)
Niawu even if he is full
If he sees a rat even a bat in the
Way he will never let it pass because of the size
Just like me
I eat the bile of my love morning, noon and night
Eat your bile scholar
Don't hesitate if you have the idea to invent my happiness
Do to me like Jesus to the apostles
Huuuum Pablo Ngonda he
Where is Jeancy Mayasi
Mom speak he
Chorus: A person who is afraid of love is like a person who eats wild mangoes
The flies will follow him for disturbance
Even if he closes his hand in the end, they must stab him
They make him uncomfortable so that he fights like a crocodile
The way they have arrived they lie to you promising me that I have become theirs
They are lying to you open your eyes hee
Clairvoyance darling is not really witchcraft
They are lying to you open your eyes hee
Hermaine Kabaa (Arno Technology Number 1
Mom speak he
He is like someone who eats wild mangoes
The flies will follow him for disturbance
Even if he closes his hand in the end, they must stab him
They make him uncomfortable so that he fights like a crocodile
The way they have arrived they lie to you promising me that I have become theirs
They are lying to you open your eyes hee
Clairvoyance darling is not really witchcraft
They are lying to you open your eyes
Chorus: A person who is afraid of love is like a person who eats wild mangoes
The flies will follow him for disturbance
Even if he closes his hand in the end, they must stab him
They make him uncomfortable so that he fights like a crocodile
The way they have arrived they lie to you promising me that I have become theirs
They are lying to you open your eyes hee
Clairvoyance darling is not really witchcraft
They are lying to you open your eyes hee
Strong eyes, there is no witchcraft (×2)
Strong eyes, there is no witchcraft in love hee
In love hee, there is no witchcraft
Open your eyes (really)