Yir argaz (homme indigne) - Matoub Lounes перевод на английский

Yir argaz (homme indigne)

Seg ubuqal n lbatel yeswa
Yuɣal ixeddem lmenker
Yezenz nnif-is s ṛxa
Win yufa zdat-s ad t-yeḥqer
Baba-s mačči akka i yella
Di zman-is yesɛa leqder

Awal sin ad a k-yini
Iya ddu-d yid-i txemleḍ
Nekk d mmi-s n leflani
Baba yensex di lkaɣeḍ
Amek yiwen am keččini
Ar ɣur-i ad teḥnunfeḍ

Yessusuf ɣer yigenni
Ttuɣalt-d ɣer yimi-s
S kra n wi yellan d aqbayli
Yettqadaṛ kan aẓar-is
Qaren-as baba-s d isselmi
Mmi-s ixulef abrid-is

Seg ubuqal n lbatel yeswa
Yuɣal ixeddem lmenker
Yezenz nnif-is s ṛxa
Win yufa zdat-s ad t-yeḥqer
Baba-s mačči akka i yella
Di zman-is yesɛa leqder

Akken taɣli zzerɛa ad temɣi
I d-nnan imezwura
Ur umineɣ s waya-agi
Ur umineɣ s wannect-a
Amek baba-s d aḥuṛṛi
Mmi-s ur t-yecbi ara

Seg ubuqal n lbatel yeswa
Yuɣal ixeddem lmenker
Yezenz nnif-is s ṛxa
Win yufa zdat-s ad t-yeḥqer
Baba-s mačči akka i yella
Di zman-is yesɛa leqder

I d-icebbun di baba-s
Siwa ṭikkuk di lexla
D lemtel yebnan f lsas
Leḥyuḍ-is ur zligen ara
Argaz bu lhiva d tisas
Yezmer ad d-yesɛu cmata

Seg ubuqal n lbatel yeswa
Yuɣal ixeddem lmenker
Yezenz nnif-is s ṛxa
Win yufa zdat-s ad t-yeḥqer
Baba-s mačči akka i yella
Di zman-is yesɛa leqder

Indignant man

From the hole of falsehood he came out
He becomes a habitual perpetrator of evil
He brandishes his honor with his foot
Where he finds his strength, he questions it
His father was not like that
In his time, he had power

He only says two sentences
My mother kneads dough
I am the son of so-and-so
My dad sleeps in the goat stable
As if someone has bewitched him
And for me, he will be whipped

He murmurs in his beard
He boasts about himself
With a few words of Kabyle
He only cares about his own interests
His father called him a pacifist
His mother covered his nakedness

From the hole of falsehood he came out
He becomes a habitual perpetrator of evil
He brandishes his honor with his foot
Where he finds his strength, he questions it
His father was not like that
In his time, he had power

So that the harvest can grow
We are told lies
I don't believe in that
I don't believe in this one
Because his father is a thief
His mother does not raise him

From the hole of falsehood he came out
He becomes a habitual perpetrator of evil
He brandishes his honor with his foot
Where he finds his strength, he questions it
His father was not like that
In his time, he had power

He talks only about his father
He's a little drunk
He's a fool who builds on sand
His beard is not trimmed
A man of lies and deceit
He can make a fortune

From the hole of falsehood he came out
He becomes a habitual perpetrator of evil
He brandishes his honor with his foot
Where he finds his strength, he questions it
His father was not like that
In his time, he had power