Rock algérien , blues. A Belcourt 3 , je vais traîner, Marchant et baissant la tête. Kayen lehbab f had eddenya. Friends exist in this world. Electricité, gaz coupés, Je rêvais de café et de clope.
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Ils me cueillirent chez le cafetier, Direction: Friends exist in this world. The snakes 1 heard about it, Went and picked up me, chained. En sort Paris Alger Bouzeguène , un mélange de musiques de styles berbères et celtes dont le titre Boudjeghlellou , en duo avec Karim Abranis , reste deux mois premier au top 50 Kabyle. Misfortune was watching out at my door, Eager for finding me dead.
Achetez le CD sur Undergroone. Kayen lehbab f had eddenya. Hattit qaâi fe trottoir Ou khallit edmouâi tfewwar Hattit qaâi fe trottoir Ou khallit edmouâi tfewwar Mes dents étaient au chômage Comme moi, ne bossaient plus.
EL BANDI : texte, traduction… – Album El Bandi
Electricité, gaz coupés, Je rêvais de café et de clope. Le Malheur guettait à ma porte, Impatient de me voir crever.
Dans la rue, je sortis, décidé, Un grand bâton à la main. Ils me cueillirent chez le cafetier, Direction: A Belcourt 3je vais traîner, Marchant et baissant la tête. Je trouvais un gars du quartier Qui me dit: Il y a des amis dans ce monde. Je posais mon cul sur le trottoir Et laissais jaillir mes larmes.
Electricity and gas supplies cut off I dreamt of coffees and cigs. Misfortune was watching out at my door, Eager for finding me dead. My time would have come, I became a bandit, forgive me. In the street, I went out, determined, A big club in the hand.
EL BANDI : texte, traduction…
I knocked out the first guy around, I striped him down and left him. The snakes 1 heard about it, Went and picked up me, chained. They nabbed me at the café, Direction: So-and-so, Unemployed persons and workers, Every of them said: He said to me: In Belcourt 3I wandered, Walking and lowering the head. I was afraid of being recognized, Chased away or insulted I imagined everyone was full of hatred, All of them ready to lay into me.
I met a guy from the neighborhood He said to me: Friends exist in this world.
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I parked myself on the kerb And let my tears flow. Hattit qaâi fe trottoir Ou khallit edmouâi tfewwar Hattit qaâi fe trottoir Ou khallit edmouâi tfewwar.
Mes dents étaient au chômage Comme moi, ne bossaient plus.