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I still stand
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[Intro: Maitre Gims]
Pambola ngai, nzambe pambola ngai
Limbisa ngai, nzambe limbisa ngai
Limbisa ngai, nzambe limbisa ngai
[Refrain: Maitre Gims]
It touches me, but I still stand
I’m touched but I still stand
I'm trying to make ends meet
It hurts but I still stand
It touches me, but I still stand
I’m touched but I still stand
My clothes are full of mud
It hurts but I still stand
[Couplet 1: Lefa]
Hardships, we never cease to go through them
No one knows when the vapor will turn around (but)
We still stand we stick together
We endure them because we serve the purpose enduring of blows
Worries prevent me from going to bed early
I only rest when the brothers or the sisters give me a hand
We gnash our teeth when, we go to the extremes
We conceal fatigue despite the baggy eyes and all
[Couplet 2: Black M]
Knees on the ground it’s not blows
I’m like the father
Man, I remain standing
By God’s grace I won’t get to the point where I commit suicide
Yes it’s on my knees that I’d like to revive myself
My scars are like my tears
Too proud to show them, even if I’m in pain
A word of encouragement to those who have lost a loved one
I just want to tell the Keita family to take heart
[Refrain: Maitre Gims]
It touches me, but I still stand
I’m touched but I still stand
I'm trying to make ends meet
It hurts but I still stand
It touches me, but I still stand
I’m touched but I still stand
My clothes are full of mud
It hurts but I still stand
[Couplet 3: Barack Adama]
Worried, you have debts all over
Fortunately, you have friends
You sell the car of your dreams before it gets tax relief
Speaking of ribs, yours a took a hit
On the red list of the Bank of France, you are seen as a cheat
But too bad, tomorrow is another day
Not the type to call for help, nor to turn the other cheek
Very little tears, the cost is already high
They have increased your salary, it was a restricted diet all these years
Fortunately you have faith, you won’t take the path of suicide
Depression wants a rendezvous, but you don’t want to see it
You keep smiling yet it’s your esteem that’s being undermined
But you close down your heart, for fear of it being burgled
[Refrain: Maitre Gims]
[Interlude: Lefa]
Remain standing , Oh oh oh (x4)
[Outro: Lefa, Doomams & Black M]
(Remain standing) To the families of Boulevard Auriol
(Remain standing) The illegal migrants at Courneuve
(Remain standing) To those coming by swimming
(Remain standing) And who go back on a charter flight
(Remain standing) To all those handicapped
(Remain standing) Words of encouragement to those locked
(Remain standing) To all people under oppression
(Remain standing) To our families
Chapiteau, Sow, Diallo
The Keita family, the Bas, Sall family
The M’Baye family, the Seris
The Rocards
To the little Anais Keralla and her entire family
To Zaire, Guinea, Somalia, Rwanda
To the nations in crisis
We still stand!
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01.02.2025
Doctor Faust
Oh, Doctor Faust
Behind you, do you see all these years you've spent wasting your life?
It's time for you to let yourself live life
Oh, Doctor Faust
Diving like this into dead languages, that's not life
If you spend time with them, living languages will revive you
Oh, Doctor Faust
Science is a well where you drown yourself, if you want my opinion
Descend into the well of pleasure because that's life
Oh, Doctor Faust
Leave your Talmudic and astrologic studies behind
Instead, prepare a thesis on my anatomy
Oh, Doctor Faust
Throw your books away, forget Latin, smile at live
In my arms, you'll get to know love and life
Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
Oh, Doctor Faust
Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
01.02.2025
On board of the Aspasia
You traveled in pursuit of your destiny
To white but mournful Switzerland
Always in the deck in a chez-lung downstairs
by the familiar and saddest cause
Always restlessly your folks have been prowling around
But you, staring at the wings, were indifferent
You laughed bitterly at what they said because you felt
That you were travelling to the land of death
One night when we were passing through Stroboli
You said to some laughing man in a joking tone:
'How my sick body looks as it burns,
to the flaming top of the volcano!'
Then I saw you in Marcilia as you were lost
in the noise without turning back
And I who loved only the wet expanse,
I say I could love thee
01.02.2025
Gramophonomaniac
In room of miss Janka
winders and curtains tremble
Like in a fury there a gramophone plays
Because miss Janka is a gramophone maniac
From morning to morning constantly plays.
Syrena’s records are still brought by miss Janka,
She puts all of her money in it and continues to sing
And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
Neighbours of miss Janka, their wives and lovers declared, not being able to sleep at night:
We have enough of miss Janka,
that gramophone maniac,
the police needs to know about it
But when the officer came, miss Janka says
What to do, man, understand I’m afraid to sleep alone
And when I play on the gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me then I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have all of my concerns
As soon as the strict officer heard it himself and wanted to give advice to the poor maiden
He says to miss Janka, that gramophone maniac
„A pity, I will sleep here”
And since then every night from miss Janka’s room
The bas of officer makes the curtains tremble
And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
singable
01.02.2025
At the End of the Park
When sunset
makes the sky grow pale,
from the window,
I look around me.
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me,
of course,
I know it.
It's only an impression,
a trick of my heart
that makes me see
all this.
Tenderness
is something that
grows deep
in the soul.
If I remember
and if only
I think about you:
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me
and this time,
I know it.
You're no longer an impression,
a trick of my heart,
I've found
you again.
(At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.)
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me...