Текст и перевод песни Leyla McCalla - Manman
Se
pa
supriz
si
jodi
ya
m
ap
chante
pou
w
It's
no
surprise
if
today
I
sing
for
you
Pou
valè
mizè
ke
w
pase
For
the
hardships
you've
endured
M
pa
kwè
m
ap
janm
finn
peye
w
I
don't
think
I
could
ever
repay
you
Nou
pa
moun
la
grann
sosyete
We're
not
people
of
high
society
N
ap
woule
sou
w
jekwa
zan
dye
manman.
We'll
roll
over
you
until
the
Lord's
Day,
Mother.
Pito
nou
chante
souple
We'd
rather
sing
softly,
Rele
lespwa
kote
l
ye
Call
on
hope
where
it
is
Pou
nou
pa
dekouraje
So
that
we
won't
be
discouraged
Car
nou
egziste.
Because
we
exist.
Manman
cheri
se
ou
k
tout
vi
m
My
sweet
Mother,
you're
my
whole
life
Detèminasyon
m
My
determination,
Jès
tandrès
afeksyon
manke
Gestures
of
love
that
I
received
Tout
sa
kòz
de
sitiyasyon
m
All
these
caused
my
situation
M
gade
w
lan
je
ou
gade
m
lanje
I
looked
at
you
in
the
eye,
you
looked
at
me
in
the
eye
Se
kè
nou
tou
de
k
ap
rache
manman
It's
the
heart
that
we
both
share,
Mother
Kou
w
tande
mwad
me
rive
When
you
hear
my
voice
come,
Manman
m
pa
gen
jou
sacre
My
Mother,
there
is
no
holiday
Li
sou
tè
ya
l
ekziste
She
exists
on
the
Earth
Lakay
flè
roz
pa
antre.
Where
delicate
flowers
don't
enter.
Ou
wè
ke
mwen
devwe
You
see
that
I
owe
you
M
chèche
lavi
pou
m
pa
kite
w
soufri
I
seek
a
life
where
I
don't
let
you
suffer
Se
pa
anvi
m
manke
It’s
not
because
I
want
to
be
lacking
Il
parait
se
jou
pa
nou
an
ki
poko
rive
It
seems
our
day
has
not
yet
come
Ou
wè
ke
mwen
devwe
You
see
that
I
owe
you
M
chèche
la
vi
pou
m
pa
kite
w
soufri
I
seek
a
life
where
I
don't
let
you
suffer
Se
pa
anvi
m
manke
It’s
not
because
I
want
to
be
lacking
Il
parait
se
jou
pa
nou
an
k
poko
rive
manman.
It
seems
our
day
has
not
yet
come,
Mother.
Gad
jan
la
vi
fè
m
kazwele
Look
how
life
has
taken
me,
Fè
mwen
reziye
Made
me
give
up,
M
jen
ponyèt
pa
koupe
I
hold
back
my
fists,
so
I
don't
break
down.
Vye
manman
m
trime
l
ap
trime
My
old
Mother,
she
suffers,
she
suffers,
Kou
w
tande
n
chita
n
ap
pale
When
you
hear
us
sitting
and
talking
Depi
w
tande
l
pran
le
pase
manman
From
the
moment
you
hear
it,
it
takes
her
back
to
the
past,
Mother,
Tou
swit
fò
l
gen
dlo
lan
je
Suddenly,
tears
come
to
her
eyes
Lò
sa
a
bon
anj
mwen
ale
Then,
my
good
angel,
I’ll
go,
Menm
vole
mwen
ta
vole
I
would
even
steal
Pou
l
kab
console.
To
comfort
her.
Son
w
vye
madanm
Listen
to
this
old
lady
Ki
gen
kouray
pou
li
reziste
Who
has
the
courage
to
resist
Apre
oun
karès
oun
tèt
grate
After
a
caress,
a
head
scratch
Li
souri
l
mande
fe
de
rale
She
smiles,
she
asks,
will
you
roll
me
a
cigarette.
Li
di
pitit
mwen
nou
pat
ne
She
says,
my
child,
we
were
born
Ke
montay
pa
konn
deplase
manman
When
the
mountains
cannot
budge,
Mother
Tout
moun
pat
fèt
pou
ere
Everyone
was
not
born
to
be
happy
Moun
pa
fèt
pou
l
twò
prese
People
are
not
born
to
be
in
a
hurry
Se
paske
w
ka
obsève
It's
because
you
can
observe
Ki
fè
w
gen
tèt
chaje.
That
your
head
is
heavy.
Ou
wè
ke
mwen
devwe
You
see
that
I
owe
you
M
chèche
lavi
pou
m
pa
kite
w
soufri
I
seek
a
life
where
I
don't
let
you
suffer
Se
pa
anvi
m
manke
It’s
not
because
I
want
to
be
lacking
Il
parait
se
jou
pa
nou
an
ki
poko
rive
It
seems
our
day
has
not
yet
come
Ou
wè
ke
mwen
devwe
You
see
that
I
owe
you
M
chèche
la
vi
pou
m
pa
kite
w
soufri
I
seek
a
life
where
I
don't
let
you
suffer
Se
pa
anvi
m
manke
It’s
not
because
I
want
to
be
lacking
Il
parait
se
jou
pa
nou
an
k
poko
rive
It
seems
our
day
has
not
yet
come
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