I am sitting on a bench, talking to myself
I am sitting on the grass, singing by myself
I have things to say, but I have nobody who can hear them
There is nobody I can tell those things. ( x 2 )
I have bumps on my body
I have buttons on my face
My feet smell as if they were rotten, I have plenty of wounds on them
I do not have any money, nor any material possessions
My question is: what is the purpose of my presence on earth?
Like every human being I need love
Even if there is no food I need a friend
Every person is trying to find his/her life
Struggling to prove the others that they are able to do something they can be proud of.
Tears are in my eyes
Pain is in my heart
I do not even have enough strength to stand up,
Should I accept this life as normal?
But when the sun rises, I start all over again
Thinking about the day I will receive blessings like the others.
(The day I will ) See You, see You, receive You, receive You *
I do not know your Name, nor who You are
There’s nobody to introduce You to me
Who will take me to You?
Who will take my hand?
Who will take me to You?
Please, please, the way to be saved.
I’m tired, I am tired
I’m tired of waiting, I am tired
I’m tired, I am tired
I’m so tired..
You walk by me without stopping
You despise me
You look at me meanly.
Who will save me?
Come and hold my hand.
Na jai o benji e, ne topo na mba mene
Na jai o bewudu, ne longo na mba mene
Na ben yam ekwadi, na’i ben nu ma sengue mo
To maoto a titi e na ma kwalisane no mo
Na jai o benji e, ne topo na mba mene
Na jai o bewudu, ne longo na mba mene
Na ben yam ekwadi, na’i ben nu ma sengue mo
To moto a titi e na ma kwalisanè no mo
Matutu me mba nyolo, mitonga me mba boso
Ebodu e ma wa mba miende, pola i londa mba ten iye
Na si ben mba moni, to masango na i ben iye
Miuedi mam na ebol’am o mundi mwa wase ye nde nje é
Ka mot’a benama nyese na ben nyonga ndolo
To da di titi nde e, na ben nyonga dikom
Moto na moto te e nde o muwaso mwa longue e
Na na mbale a e mba pe na ma lee bato mbale
Misodi me mba miso, sese nye mba mulema
To ngud’a teme e titi e, nga n’emeye so nde din longue e
Nde weï i busi te e, na ma botea nde penya e
Jongele bunya mba pe na ma kusa no bonam é
O jene Oa… o jene Oa
O kasa Oa e… o kasa Oa e
O jene Oa… o jene Oa
O kasa Oa e… o kasa Oa e
Nai bi dina longo, na si bi nja weno
Mu lee mba Oa a titi,
Nja nu ma lee mba Oa
Nja mo nu ma kwe mba diya, nja nu ma lee mba Oa
Son son bukate, nguea jonguise
Na wodi, mba na wodi
Na wodi jenguele, na wodi e, na wodi, mba na wodi
Na wodi ehe, na wodi ééé
Eh na wodi ehe ééé
Binyo lo ma tomba nde mba
We binyo lo ma yanga nde mba
We binyo mo lo m’ombwa nde mba na miso ma bobe
Mbana nja nu ma sunge mba ehe
Ya ya so kwe mba dia
| Coucou | CHARLOTTE DIPANDA | ||
| Muyengue | GRACE DECCA | ||
| Dipita Lam | BEN DECCA | ||
| Ndolo Bukate | CHARLOTTE DIPANDA | ||
| Mama Oh Mba | BEN DECCA |
