Chorus
Each new page, each day its lexicon,
Our story is written in music,
In front of each landscape, then each place we leave,
Each smile a magical memory.
So we set sail again
In our memories are inscribed
These looks on your faces
Which always make you nostalgic
Drunk with love and music.
A river of words, which we release into the microphone
It's good zic, well dem.
That's what he we need to feel the level
Of a room that is bustling so dem.
Playing all over the world, I can't wait to see people's faces,
Dreaming of an armored room to be able to appropriate this flame.
No it's not systematic, you have to find the right technique,
To get the audience moving and find the words.
Even if sometimes it's messy far from these money machines,
We have the magic formula, heart and waves.
Crying out in adversity can thus nourish our souls
From Bombay to Algiers is a revolt that is being propagated.
Chorus
Share, get moving, give everything you have,
The chance to live from your passion, to live as we like.
Mi singing yes aya, positive roots ragga,
My heart always sinks sincerely when we return to the stage.
Take it on a journey without pretension,
In all countries, all conditions
Whenever it is necessary we install the sound
Yagidiyo! Artisanal is the production.
Our ambition, so well!
Remain free and fly with our own wings
Discover the planet and wear out our soles
Far from their industry we remain natural.
Because music remains universal
We all speak the same language when these rhythms resemble us, sing again.
Because it is a universal language,
We are always together if you listen you're part of the band.
Chorus
N'larbe n'larbe allami touran
Ourdjire amkane
Oufire ivardane
N chtah n chtah alaminarian
Oufire ivardan
I have the alarm ringing, ringing, ringing,
It's time to go to the limits, limits, limits
Travelling inspires this that we give, give, give,
On stage makes us live! Right now
Give me the microphone so I can smoke it,
It's one for the vibes two for the scenes that we consume,
We collect the terminals like the big tunes ,
Always in the place and there well before YouTube.
Plug in the microphone turns up the volume,
No matter the place, in nature on the asphalt,
We paddle don't sound as heavy as an anvil,
Soundbwoy beware, the competition will be tough.

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