Dieu nous a repris Dembail est parti très jeuneDemba nous a quitté au Senegal, à Dakar,sans faire de mal à personne dans sa vie
ah Dembajouer n'enlève pas le sérieux d'une personne
Demba, ceux qui n'ont pas eu la chance de te voir
ont écoute tes bonnes chansonsDemba, ceux qui n'ont pas eu la chance de te voir
connaissent le grand nom que tu as laisséceux qui t'ont connu sont d'accord à propos de ton talenttout le monde le confirme
quand je pense au jour où le corps de Demba a quitté le Sénégalpour rentrer en Guinéedans la tristesse des guinéens en pleursquand je pense au jour où le corps de Demba est rentré en guinééles guinéens pleuraient l'enfant du paysles amis de Demba en pleursle frère Sekou en pleursHamidou, Salifou , Clément
est en pleursBembea Sekou, Ahsken, Korobou, Koulako ne pleuraient pasque dieu pardonne à Bengali Siaka Mamadi

Traditional song from Africa

One day if you don’t mindI’ll take you undergroundWhere the freaks dance aroundUnder the vaults of a forgotten cave
There’ll be crazy bandsActing extremely strangelyThere might be monster gangsWho knows what arises when you’re open to change?
And we’ll be sliding in the darkWith magnifying glassesIt all seems to be so starkBut we love seedy places
And this black will be as brightAs the rays of the sunlightAnd the colours of their smilesWill paint our lips in mauveAnd I’ll stop holding backThose words I love you
A flood of words will gush upWe’ll speak and speak endlesslyWe’ll fill our eyes with passionUnder the vaults of the forgotten cave
Lifted up by the momentOverwhelmed with emotionsOur hearts will skip a few beatsWho knows what arises when you’re open to change?
I know your heart is differentYou don’t resemble what you areSo one day if you don’t mindI’d like to take you underground
Where the black will be as brightAs the rays of the sunlightAnd the colours of the smilesWill paint our lips in mauveAnd I’ll stop holding
Those words I love you

You wake upWrapped in your dreamsYou start to stretch like a cat
The sun shinesIt’s Sunday morningAnd I feel free as a bird
And I love youThe grain of your skinSpreads sparkles in me
We’re lazyWe share a few kissesEmbrace tenderly
We’ll leave the world behind and keep leaning in the sunIs time really passing by or are we kind of eternal?
In the airFlavours of fresh breadAnd delicious coffee
The bell rungEleven timesIt could have been billions more(and)OutsideChildren are playingWe hear them laughing

I knowYou enjoy itThough you’ve never really loved me
Whatever we are and whatever we feelThere are precious moments we should never throw away
In the beauty of this morning, we’ll just pretend to be oneWe’ll try to find a name for the kids we’ll never haveWhatever we are and whatever we feelThere are precious moments we should never throw away