Текст и перевод песни Madilu System - Assistante sociale

Assistante sociale

Ba mama eh bo kéba
B'assistant sociale oyo bo landaka
Bango mutu ba'o ko lukela biso ba divorce
Tozala mayele

Olobaka na nga tokoki ko biyena té
Na ebandeli ya bolingo na biso
Tozalaka lokola bana mapasa bipayi binso toko zala ngaï na yo
Lelo indifference pe na bolingo
Nayebi tina té bébé té boyé té
Ey bébé eh okomi ko kamwisa ndengé yo o changer
Ah maman ah soucis na motéma ekoli ko tonga ndako

Ndako'a Ninlinda nako koka té
Ndako'a Ninlinda toyokanaka boyé té
Ndako'a Ninlinda nako koka té
Ndako'a Ninlinda toyokanaka boyé té
Ezalai soki na zongi na ndako
Olongolaka nga chemisi na sapato
Oko pangusa nga motoki na elongi
Nakomaki lokola mwana na mabélé ya maman nayé

Ey bébé eh tala bato na nkomba bazali ko tala biso
Olingi o sala elokomoko ezalaka té
Kéba oko bebisa lokumu ya foyer
Ah mama kende na ndako ya Nzambé tubela masumu
Nzambé a limbisa yo manso yo osali ngaï
Mokili oyo ezali ya biso té

Ey bébé eh tala bato na nkomba bazali ko tala biso
Olingi o sala elokomoko ezalaka té
Kéba oko bebisa lokumu ya foyer
Ah mama kende na ndako ya Nzambé tubela masumu
Nzambé a limbisa yo manso yo osali ngaï
Mokili oyo ezali ya biso té

Mabé nionso osali ngaï vraiment na mboka mosika
Soki ezalaki pembeni mbelin malamu
Nayebisa ba boti ba yo po bayeba
Ndengé oko niokolo ngaï boyé té
Ah bébé mokolo motéma azo lela mwana madame
Nako koka té oh (ako kola nayé ko souffrir té)
Oh mama (ah yo-yo-yo)

Ozalaki ko tambola na Kinsasa na musuni'a bata
Lelo okomeli nga monoko bébé oh
Obosani k'ozalaki na masébé oh bébé oh
Tala ndengè okomi ko sakana na ngaï
Vraiment okamwisaka ngaï
Lelô okomi na mbongo okomi ko tiela nga munoko
Obosani nionso na sala na vie nayo bébé
Tala ndenge poto ebongolaka basi ngo na ndeko

Mabé nionso osali ngaï vraiment na mboka mosika
Soki ezalaki pembeni mbelin malamu
Nayebisa ba boti ba yo po bayeba
Ndengé oko niokolo ngaï boyé té
Ah bébé mokolo motéma azo lela mwana madame
Nako koka té oh (ako kola nayé ko souffrir té)
Na bêta yo mbata (ah yo-yo-yo)

Na bengisaki na poto mbala misato
Mbala misato yango ba refulaka yo bébé oh
Oyo ya minéï ba kitisi yo na avion Malawi
Okomaki mwana mawe oh bébé
Na sali nionso nayé ko zua yo
Na tiaki yo na kindunga ah bébé oh
Lelô oye ko bengana nga na ndaku satana
Ba tracéle nga 500 mètre na policier

Mabé nionso osali ngaï vraiment na mboka mosika
Soki ezalaki pembeni mbelin malamu
Nayebisa ba boti ba yo po bayeba
Ndengé oko niokolo ngaï boyé té
Ah bébé mokolo motéma azo lela mwana madame
Nako koka té oh (ako kola nayé ko souffrir té)
Mama eh (ah yo-yo-yo)

Likambo té boma nayo libala eh
Oboyi ngaï pona mbongo ya café oh
O préfère otikala femme seule
Okolaka nionso na nzoto nayo
Impo kutu ofutaka zéro zéro
Ozua mokanda sima ya bana to bota
Nakoma ko lala na libulu ya métro
Na poche na nga pepsodent na brosse

Mabé nionso osali ngaï vraiment na mboka mosika
Soki ezalaki pembeni mbelin malamu
Nayebisa ba boti ba yo po bayeba
Ndengé oko niokolo ngaï boyé té
Ah bébé mokolo motéma azo lela mwana madame
Nako koka té oh (ako kola nayé ko souffrir té)
Oh mama (ah yo-yo-yo)

Histoire vraie

Social Worker

Oh mama, you know
These social workers you're always following
They only want to bring divorce upon us
Let's be wise

You tell me we can still go back
To the beginning of our love
We were like children, inseparable, always together
Today, there's only indifference and no love
I don't know the reason, baby, no, I don't
Oh baby, you've started to make me suffer, the way you've changed
Ah mama, worries in my heart are building a home

I can't bear Ninlinda's house anymore
We don't get along in Ninlinda's house
I can't bear Ninlinda's house anymore
We don't get along in Ninlinda's house
It used to be, when I came home
You would take off my shirt and shoes
You would wipe my hands and face
I felt like a child in my mother's arms

Oh baby, look, people on the street are watching us
You want to do something shameful
Be careful, you'll ruin the reputation of our home
Ah mama, let's go to God's house and confess our sins
God will forgive you for everything you've done
This world is not ours

Oh baby, look, people on the street are watching us
You want to do something shameful
Be careful, you'll ruin the reputation of our home
Ah mama, let's go to God's house and confess our sins
God will forgive you for everything you've done
This world is not ours

All the things you do to me, truly, in a faraway land
If it were close by, it would be good
I would tell your parents so they would know
The way you mistreat me
Ah baby, the day my heart cries, my dear lady
I won't be able to bear it (you'll make me suffer)
Oh mama (ah you-you-you)

You used to walk in Kinshasa with torn shoes
Today you talk to me like this, baby, oh
You've forgotten you used to beg, oh baby, oh
Look how you're playing with me now
You really make me suffer
Today you have money, you talk back to me
You've forgotten everything I did in your life, baby
Look how money changes women, my sister

All the things you do to me, truly, in a faraway land
If it were close by, it would be good
I would tell your parents so they would know
The way you mistreat me
Ah baby, the day my heart cries, my dear lady
I won't be able to bear it (you'll make me suffer)
I'm tired of you (ah you-you-you)

I called the police three times
All three times they released you, baby, oh
This last time they deported you on a plane to Malawi
You became a lost child, oh baby
I did everything to get you back
I kept you safe, ah baby, oh
Today you call me a devil
They set a 500-meter restraining order against me with the police

All the things you do to me, truly, in a faraway land
If it were close by, it would be good
I would tell your parents so they would know
The way you mistreat me
Ah baby, the day my heart cries, my dear lady
I won't be able to bear it (you'll make me suffer)
Mama eh (ah you-you-you)

You're not afraid of divorce, eh
You don't care about me, even for coffee money, oh
You prefer to stay a single woman
Doing everything with your body
Because at least you pay nothing
You'll get a document after we have children
I'll end up sleeping in the metro station
With toothpaste and a toothbrush in my pocket

All the things you do to me, truly, in a faraway land
If it were close by, it would be good
I would tell your parents so they would know
The way you mistreat me
Ah baby, the day my heart cries, my dear lady
I won't be able to bear it (you'll make me suffer)
Oh mama (ah you-you-you)

True story