Текст и перевод песни Samara - Le Dem (feat. Didine Canon 16)

Le Dem (feat. Didine Canon 16)

Maw dalmouna
N3ichou fi rojla ltawa fel 7oma
3echna fel 7abs maw 9ahrouna
Ltaw pistola conter la7kouma
Tawa la7am stup fe fi doura
N3ichou fel gang ndawer fel koura

Dalamouna
Hadou ghamouna wlad l9ahb
Khamalouna
Tahna fi 9tti3 lghrab selsalouna
Sa7bi f di9 makach s7ab ghara9ouna

Fach fayetna fach
Nass bekri 9alou fina ma ysalou
L'equipe raba7 ma tbadlhach
Nwassik litima ma teghbenhach
Sa7bi l9a7ba ma t7albhach
7na ndirou l mara li madawach
Wlid l kiya li ma tebrach
Nawja3 l 9a7 tabki ki ma jach
Asabri chuiya
M3a had les poc ma tkomparinach
Thawech ki tir inod i3ou3ch
Sa7bi fi 7kaytek ma 9owdnach
F di9 ma rondinach
Nta wa7dek fel bara w matmarkinach

Wallah ma nsitch 7ouma wzni9 m3aya la famille
Lbayda ma bghitch 7rab w dawla 3lina tetchemi
Lkhayeb ma nwitch 3andi omi wrabi 9odami
N3ich f 7arb galb ksou7 7gartou linsani

Klina darb 3achna fi tyou7 3chertkoum akhtani
N3acher r rjal todrob kartouch wetfhem l m3ani
N3ich l fou9r mech mouchkil flouss chitankom barani
Win taw jemla ma 3anyitch dakhl fel money

7achicha le sem
Samara le dem na3rfo les hommes
Wa7di o n3oum
Sa7bi ousbou3 ma jani noum
50 gram
Hiya fidèle o ana bedal nriski 3lajalek

Oh la la
Lbayda oh la la
Oh la la
Niko l 7ala oh la la
Oh la la
Lbayda oh la la
Dribli babak 9ala3lou ki Dybala

Menkoum ich rit
Chikha tasti7 barcha tasti7
Chorta tasri7
Tafja3 tsi7 bjounta w ti7
T3alm ya 9bi7
Nodrob f s7i7 elbes ki tchi7
Ndawr fi jwanat wa7di fel 7ouma
Lbard w ri7
Ouais ouais ouais
Ach ta3ref mel ham

Chat3ref mel fa9r
Chat3ref mel 7out
Chat3ref me dam
Chat3ref mel ghadra l9adi ki 7kem
L7akm zdam
Beli na3mel fiha flous mansalm fi 7wem
Rajel mchit
Ntouma ghadara t7ebou ka7ka7
Omi bakit 7abs w3adit
7abs wnerta7
Enti ma nsit
Khwati 3adit Cuba nerte7
Sekra wdetni nor9od sbe7

Chaft li tar tayroh
Chaft l7or 3aybouh
Li b3a9lou mardouh
F bladkoum rajel talbouh

Oh la la
Lbayda oh la la
Oh la la
Niko l 7ala oh la la
Oh la la
Lbayda oh la la
Dribli babak 9ala3lou ki Dybala

Maw dalmouna
N3ichou fi rojla ltawa fel 7oma
3echna fel 7abs maw 9ahrouna
Ltaw pistola conter la7kouma
Tawa la7am stup fe fi doura
N3ichou fel gang ndawer fel koura

Le Dem (feat. Didine Canon 16)

My darling
We live in a world full of darkness
We are in prison, nobody cares about us
Pull out the gun and point it at them
Now you're a target, you are surrounded
We live in a gang, looking for trouble

My darling
These are our worries, sons of bitches
They mistreated us
We are in the dirt, they betrayed us
My friend, there is no peace, they are attacking us

What's wrong with us?
People wake up and talk about us
The team is strong, it won't change
I'll take you to the end, don't let you down
My friend, don't try to play
We will make the woman pregnant
Son of a bitch, you won't run away
The girl is crying when you're not there
Be patient
Don't compare yourself to these losers
You will regret it when you hear the bullets
My friend, I won't forgive you
We are not alone
You are alone outside, and we don't care

I swear I will never forget the day I spent with my family
I don't want to leave my country, and the government is accusing us
I will not forget my mother and God is with me
I live in a broken heart, I lost my humanity

We are all rebels, we are fighting in the street, my sister
We respect the men, we shoot and make them understand
We live in poverty, money is not a problem for us
Where is the respect? I don't have access to money

Hashish is the best
Samara is a demon, we know men
One night and three dreams
My friend, I haven't slept for a week
50 grams
She is faithful and I am ready to risk everything for you

Oh la la
My country oh la la
Oh la la
We are the best oh la la
Oh la la
My country oh la la
I dribble your father like Dybala

Who made you laugh?
The chick is delicious, very delicious
The police are making noise
The girl is screaming, she's pregnant
You know what, my friend?
We are shooting at the police, they are like fish
We are looking for money every day
Guns and bullets
Ouais ouais ouais
What do you know about life?

You know about poverty
You know about freedom
You know about blood
You know about betrayal when it happens
The bullet hits you
I'll do anything for money, I don't care
The man is gone
You are a traitor, you want to talk
My mother is crying, she is worried
She is crying and tired
I won't forget you
My brothers are going to Cuba to get rich
I'm drunk and I'm going to sleep for seven days

I bought a plane for you
I bought gold, they are selling it
The one who sold it is sick
In your country, they are looking for a man

Oh la la
My country oh la la
Oh la la
We are the best oh la la
Oh la la
My country oh la la
I dribble your father like Dybala

My darling
We live in a world full of darkness
We are in prison, nobody cares about us
Pull out the gun and point it at them
Now you're a target, you are surrounded
We live in a gang, looking for trouble