Текст и перевод песни Karlon feat. CHARLIE BEATS - Cabo Verde

Cabo Verde

Na 5 di julho
No toma nos independencia nu fazi parti di outo mundo
Krioulo e nos lingua sotavento barlavento
Sampadjudo e badiu ta fazi parti di elenco
Sem bu sabi mas nos cultura esta tudo espadjadu
Diaspora e grandi ki sta na tudo ladu
Chines ta fala crioulo portugues ta fala crioulo
Viva tubarons hora kes ta marca golo
E si bu ka sabi
Formado pa 10 ilha e e la ki nos pais nasci
Es passa fomi di 1947
Nem nu ka sabi di ki forma kes passa testi
Sempri forti unidos entri ajuda
Espadjados pa planeta e tudo ora ta djuguta
Amilcar cabral reuni tropas pa independencia
Camaradas paigc movimenta ku paciencia
Vivi tempo pidi
Policia di intervençon di estado ki di povo ta exigi
Ta fazi ditadura pa ordem di general
Ku prisionero tudo trancado na tarrafal
Povo crenti na comunidadi criston
Ta pidi pa nhor des das tudo dia ses pon
Nha aniversario e na dia di midju verdi
1 di novembro dia sagrado di nhas guentis
Povo di se grogo
Ki gosta pila midju ku se fidju na se colo
Leti durmidu kukus sempri na nos boca
Descalso na tchada ta brinca longi di se loca
Nu ta comemoura nos cultura di tabanca
Tudo alguem ta sai na rua e ta fica ta canta
Povo honestu ku vontadi di venci
E sima caba cochi midjo e pol ta benti
Passa tempo escravatura
Na exploraçon di algodon e cana di açucar
Diogo gomes e avista ilha di brava
Seculo 15 infanti henriqui ki ta mandaba
Ku sufrimento criado na ribera grandi
Na ilha santiago zona sul era maldadi
Um povo ameaçado sobri poder di arma
Trabadja 24h pa dia kata para
Povo ki gosta di gaita
Ku ferrinho na mo e convivi ku ses malta
Um povo ki ta negocia entri rabidantis
Leba especiarias pa outo povo mas distanti
Guentes ki ta vivi na bazi di ses pexi
Ku limaria mata porco hora ki alguem recebi
Vivi cabo verde terra simples ku mistura
Funana coladera morna e so nos cultura
Enta fazi um apelo
Nhos caba ku violencia pa nos terra ser conchedo
Povo ki ta despensa um bom longuisa
Ta bebi se pontchi e na kenti ta desliza
Nha terra nha kre tcheu kin gosta di sintoniza
Ta fala sobre terra ki ta junta nha pesquisa
Jovens tudo espadjado ta estuda pa futuro
Pa volta pa terra desenvolvimento ser maduro
Terra di calor
Distancia ta matam e pa familia en tem amor
En ta fica tristi hora kin ta oubi novidadi
Ma alguem dja morri e dexanu ku sodadi
En ta pidi povo pa dexa di desakatu
Ka nhos mata companhero keli e nha desabafu
En kre odja nhos unido e futuro ta midjora
Crianças ta brinca e alegria sou ta estoira
Terra di volcon
Chuba ka ta cai pa ajuda plantason
Nha povo ta espera pa as agua danu chuba
Pa o ki simiado pa nu colhi entri ajuda
Nu ta espera ma juventudi ta evolui
Pa um futuro risonho pa assi nu bem construi
En chinti nha mae e ta pensa sou na terra
Hora ke ta kre bai en ta fla mama ka bu espera
Povo di kamoca
Recordando e escudo ke nos nota
Guentis ki kata resisti troça companhero
Ka ta dexa nada escapa ta goza a tempo intero
Nha vida pa mi sempri foi constanti escrita
Ta escrevi o kin ta pensa e fazi poesia
Nu ta tenta pa da pa nos cultura ba mas longi
Viva lingua krioulo e nu poi guentes ta conxi

Cape Verde

On the 5th of July
We gained our independence, becoming part of the outer world
Kriolu is our language, in both Sotavento and Barlavento
Sampadjudo and badiu are part of the cast
Without you knowing more, our culture is all spread out
The diaspora is large, present on all sides
Chinese speak Kriolu, Portuguese speak Kriolu
Long live the sharks, the ones who score goals
And if you don't know
Formed by 10 islands, that's where our country was born
They went through the famine of 1947
We don't even know how they passed the test
Always strong, united in helping each other
Scattered across the planet, they always fight
Amilcar Cabral gathered troops for independence
Comrades of the PAIGC moved with patience
They lived through demanding times
The state intervention police, demanded by the people
Creating a dictatorship under the general's orders
With prisoners all locked up in Tarrafal
People believing in the Christian community
They ask for the Lord's help every single day
My birthday is on the day of the green half
November 1st, a sacred day for my people
People of their grog
Who like to drink grog with their child in their arms
Sleeping baby, always with kukus in our mouths
Barefoot on the street, playing far from their homes
We celebrate our tabanca culture
Everyone goes out on the street and starts singing
Honest people with the will to win
And if the car breaks down, they'll push it with all their might
Time of slavery has passed
In the exploitation of cotton and sugarcane
Diogo Gomes sighted the island of Brava
In the 15th century, it was Infante Henrique who ruled
With suffering created in Ribeira Grande
On the island of Santiago, the southern zone was evil
A people threatened under the power of weapons
Working 24 hours a day, seeking a break
People who love the gaita
With a ferrinho in their hand, living with their friends
A people who trade among rabidantis
Taking spices to other, more distant people
People who live based on their fish
With limaria, killing a pig when someone receives it
Living in Cape Verde, a simple land with a mix
Funaná, coladera, morna, these are our culture
So I make an appeal
Stop the violence, so that our land can be known
People who enjoy a good longuisa
They drink their pontche and slide in the kenti
My land, my beloved kre, full of those who like to tune in
Talking about the land that unites my research
Young people all spread out, studying for the future
To return to the land, so development can mature
Land of heat
Distance kills, and for family, there is love
We get sad when we hear news
That someone has died and left us with longing
We ask people to stop disrespecting
Don't kill your companion, this is my outburst
I want to see you united, so the future improves
Children play, and joy explodes
Land of volcanoes
Rain doesn't fall to help the plantations
My people wait for the waters to give rain
So that what was planted, we can harvest together
We wait, but the youth evolves
For a bright future, so we can build well
I feel my mother and think only of the land
When I want to go, I say "Mom, wait for me"
People of kamoca
Remembering the shield that marks us
People who barely resist teasing their companion
They don't let anything escape, they enjoy the whole time
My life for me has always been a constant writing
I write what I think and make poetry
We try to take our culture further
Long live the Kriolu language, and we make people understand