Dieu nous a repris Demba
il est parti très jeune
Demba nous a quitté au Senegal, à Dakar,
sans faire de mal à personne dans sa vie

ah Demba
jouer n'enlève pas le sérieux d'une personne

Demba, ceux qui n'ont pas eu la chance de te voir

ont écoute tes bonnes chansons
Demba, ceux qui n'ont pas eu la chance de te voir

connaissent le grand nom que tu as laissé
ceux qui t'ont connu sont d'accord à propos de ton talent
tout le monde le confirme

quand je pense au jour où le corps de Demba a quitté le Sénégal
pour rentrer en Guinée
dans la tristesse des guinéens en pleurs
quand je pense au jour où le corps de Demba est rentré en guinéé
les guinéens pleuraient l'enfant du pays
les amis de Demba en pleurs
le frère Sekou en pleurs
Hamidou, Salifou , Clément
est en pleurs
Bembea Sekou, Ahsken, Korobou, Koulako ne pleuraient pas
que dieu pardonne à Bengali Siaka Mamadi

Traditional song from Africa

One day if you don’t mind
I’ll take you underground
Where the freaks dance around
Under the vaults of a forgotten cave

There’ll be crazy bands
Acting extremely strangely
There might be monster gangs
Who knows what arises when you’re open to change?

And we’ll be sliding in the dark
With magnifying glasses
It all seems to be so stark
But we love seedy places

And this black will be as bright
As the rays of the sunlight
And the colours of their smiles
Will paint our lips in mauve
And I’ll stop holding back
Those words I love you

A flood of words will gush up
We’ll speak and speak endlessly
We’ll fill our eyes with passion
Under the vaults of the forgotten cave

Lifted up by the moment
Overwhelmed with emotions
Our hearts will skip a few beats
Who knows what arises when you’re open to change?

I know your heart is different
You don’t resemble what you are
So one day if you don’t mind
I’d like to take you underground

Where the black will be as bright
As the rays of the sunlight
And the colours of the smiles
Will paint our lips in mauve
And I’ll stop holding

Those words I love you

You wake up
Wrapped in your dreams
You start to stretch like a cat

The sun shines
It’s Sunday morning
And I feel free as a bird

And I love you
The grain of your skin
Spreads sparkles in me

We’re lazy
We share a few kisses
Embrace tenderly

We’ll leave the world behind and keep leaning in the sun
Is time really passing by or are we kind of eternal?

In the air
Flavours of fresh bread
And delicious coffee

The bell rung
Eleven times
It could have been billions more
(and)
Outside
Children are playing
We hear them laughing

I know
You enjoy it
Though you’ve never really loved me

Whatever we are and whatever we feel
There are precious moments we should never throw away

In the beauty of this morning, we’ll just pretend to be one
We’ll try to find a name for the kids we’ll never have
Whatever we are and whatever we feel
There are precious moments we should never throw away

Hey baby, I don’t think that you understand
You’re turning, you’re turning,

You are turning around me but I’ve got a man

Well do you need a written notice as a fact?
Are you rea, are you rea,
Are you really stupid or do you just pretend?

I’m already taken and I say
Let us be friends, let us be friends again

Don’t you see that you ain’t deceiving nobody
Your uncea, your uncea
Your unceasing simpering ways get on my nerves

Don’t put on such airs showing so much soppiness
Please relax, have a wank,

And then come back to me when you get over it

You’re nice and cute oh little boy
Let us be friends, let us be friends again

Let us be friends, don’t try to charm me
Let us be friends, don’t put the blame on me
Let us be friends, please keep it cool baby
Let us be friends, just find another lover!