Mali Music - Issa Bagayogo Word Sya

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					Sya / Race (Ethnical group)
Everyone has his ethnical group the smiths are one Everyone has his ethnical group Koné are one Everyone has his ethnical group Bagayogo are one Stay calm Smiths of Korin Stay calm N’golo of korin Stay calm Mother who protected me from every problem Every one has his final destiny Only problems to the poor Be calm Marou Be calm Awa Be calm my wife Mariamou Every one has his destiny Only problems to the poor Mother Sira be calm in Korin The one who protected me from every problem Bozo is an adorable race Arrived in Guinea, let’s congratulate the bozo Arrived in Sélingué, let’s congratulate the bozo Let’s congratulate the bozo on the river djoliba Let’s congratulate the bozo on the river sankarani Let them be thank for they daily work Arrived in Macina, let’s congratulate the bozo Let’s great the bravery of the Bozo on the lake Débo Moussa who protected me from every problem Every one has his destiny Everyone has his ethnical group the Koné are one Everyone has his ethnical group the Fulani are one Everyone has his ethnical group the djeli are one Everyone has his ethnical group the smiths are one Everyone has his ethnical group theTraoré are one Stay calm Mother Sira who protected me from every problem Only problems to the poor Everyone has his ethnical group the Fulani are one Be calm my friend Vié Be calm my brother Seydou Be calm my friend Sidiki Be calm my brother N’golo of korin Stay calm Mother Sira who protected me from every problem So much pain and problem to the poor Bozo is a hard working race bozo work daily in Conakry, Sélingué, on the river Djoliba, on the river Sankaran, in Macina, on the lake Débo Moussa who protected me from every problem So much pain and problem to the poor Be calm Etienne Douga Diarra be calm Ségui Berthé be calm Be calm Issa Everyone has his destiny and worries Stay calm Mother Sira who protected me from every problem Only problems to the poor
					Gnangran / Music or dance for the brave man
When I was in my village Korein I told my mother that I was going on adventure I wish you to b happy in your adventure she said I arrived in Bamako, ma destination Oh Moussa this passage calls out to the brave men Let N'golo and Siriki be thanked Sira received a message from Bamako That was saying that son Issa became mad But this story is reality He will never lost his head The “pet” of the youth will never become mad Every thing is destiny After this news, my mother Sira cried a lot The child is the support of his mother I meet Dara at the station Destiny is extraordinary Oh Moussa, men are just following their destiny I’ve learned in Bamako that Sira is still crying I sent my wife Mariamou to tell her that I will never loose my head The child is the support of his mother In Sabalibougou I met my sister Sali Every one has his destiny This passage calls out to my sister Sally in Sabalibougou I tell her about the rumour in the village Saying that the virtuoso of the n’goni has gone mad I’ll never go mad because Sira give birth to a star It’s the lies of the enemies Thanks to Sékou Samaké And to all the young people of the village I told my brother Sékou before going to see mother Sira When I arrived, she took me in her arms and made blessings The child is the support of his mother When I was back, people were astonished to see me safe and sound Nothing worth the destiny Nothing worth the blessing of a mother Mother Sira, you gave birth to a star
					Kanadianfan / Don't betray me
Don’t betray me young people don’t betray me Don’t betray me young people of Mali don’t betray me Let’s be hand in hand in the juvenile harmony Don’t betray me drivers of Mali Don’t betray me on the road of Abidjan Don’t betray me on the road of Lomé Don’t betray me on the road of Lagos Don’t betray me on the road of Conakry Let’s be hand in hand in the juvenile harmony Don’t betray me young people don’t betray me Don’t betray me young people of Mali don’t betray me Let’s be hand in hand in the juvenile harmony This passage calls out to all the drivers of Mali Drivers of Lorries Drivers of bus Thanks to all the drivers Let’s be hand in hand to make the work prosperous Don’t betray me young people don’t betray me Don’t betray me young people of Mali don’t betray me Let’s be hand in hand in the juvenile harmony Don’t betray me young Madou Artists of Mali don’t betray me Drivers of Mali don’t betray me Let’s be hand in hand This passage calls out to the young Adama Koné A battalion without a Koné to direct it is doomed to failure Don’t betray me young people of Mali don’t betray me Don’t betray me on the road of Abidjan Don’t betray me on the road of Lomé Don’t betray me on the road of Lagos Don’t betray me on the road of Conakry Let’s be hand in hand in the juvenile harmony Don’t betray me young people don’t betray me Don’t betray me young people of Mali don’t betray me Let’s be hand in hand in the juvenile harmony
					Diarabi / Love
This passage calls out to the brave men Oh my love when I slept without you I knew that your company is happiness Death is so bad and hard Nasty death where is Damonzon Diarra Nasty death we lost Mory of bougoudalé Nasty death where is Maridié Niaré Nasty death we lost Yaya Nasty death where is Kèlèba de korin Oh how bad the darkness of the grave is Oh my love when I slept without you I knew that your company is happiness This passage calls out to all the drivers My thanks to Yiriba and his wife My greetings to every body The driver Koniba alias scorpion sting My thanks to all my fans Oh my love when I slept without you I knew that your company is happiness Oh I know that the darkness is bad Where are the young people of Korin? Where is my brother Bouakary? Where is my mother Sira? Where is he? Mory of bougoudalé has disappeared Oh I didn’t know that the company of my love was necessary Oh my love when I slept without you I knew that your company is happiness This passage calls out to Salimata Bagayogo And also to Assetou Bagayogo in kalaban Oh my love when I slept without you I knew that your company is happiness Where does my friend Sétou hide? Where is Awa Coulibaly How hard the lost of a mother can be The death of Sékou in Korin was very hard Oh I didn’t know that the company of my love was necessary Wonderful – I thank Sétou Bagayogo in kalaban My thanks to Baye Boubakar Diarra at the ORTM And to his friend Abu the Rasta Oh my love when I slept without you I knew that your company is happiness Oh I didn’t know that the darkness was so hard Come my friend Moussa so I can see you The guitar player Moussa must come Let’s Issa from Korin also come The n’goni player Issa must come Oh let’s the nasty death forget us Oh my love when I slept without you I knew that your company was necessary – oh my love
					Lanaya / Trust
One gets love through trust Trust is the basis of every union This passage calls out to the son of the Koné Koné originating from Sangaran Greetings to my brothers Oumar Zoumana Bagayogo Seydou Berthé Trust is the basis of love Do you know that thrust is the basis of marriage? One gets love through trust Young people of Mali, you deserve my confidence Zoumana the driver, you deserve my confidence My friend Etienne, I trust in you Môro Doumbia, I trust in you Nice Mariam, you deserve my confidence All the smiths of Korin have my confidence Trust is the basis of every union One gets love through trust Trust is the basis of every union This passage is addressed to Solo of the syndicate of the drivers
					Kouloun / The dugout
Dugout that pitches where the rivers cross Dugout that weighs anchor at the camp of the fishermen Somono Oh how richness is bad When I’ll go to Bamako, I’ll confide in my guitar player Moussa The one who lead me as high as a flag mast When I’ll go to Korin, I’ll confide in Marou, son of Sira To whom else can I address – to the smiths of Korin Thanks to Siriki who set me up again like a flag mast Oh Moussa, how richness is bad This passage calls out to the bozos (fishermen) I can’t salute the bozos and forget the Fulani Thanks to Yoro and his wife This passage calls out also to all the smiths of korin And to those of Tora Dugout that pitches where the rivers cross Dugout that weighs anchor at the camp of the fishermen Somono Oh how richness is bad Oh I thank Oumar Doumbia descendant of Fakoli Guardian of the secrets of the smiths Thanks to all my fans Dougakoro Nouhou Diarra and to every body from Korein Dugout that pitches where the rivers cross Dugout that weighs anchor at the camp of the fishermen Somono Oh how richness is bad
					Djinew nakan / The arrival of the spirit
The genius is coming let us be cheerful The favourite of the Wassoulou is coming let us be cheerful Let us greet the arrival of the virtuoso of the n’goni Honourable people of Korin the feast is beginning let us be cheerful Moussa the guitar player, Issa is coming let us be cheerful Sali the exemplar woman, Issa is coming let us be cheerful Mother Sira, Issa is coming let us be cheerful Sidiki the smith, the genius is coming Spirits of Korin the genius is coming The favourite of Wassoulou is coming let us be cheerful This passage calls out to all the men and women of my village Korin I thank them all Thanks to the fishermen of kayikôrô and to n’golo of Korin My greetings to my Karignan player the brave man The genius is coming let us be cheerful The favourite of Wassoulou is coming let us be cheerful Let’s greet the spirits of the village and say welcome to the genius The genius is coming let us be cheerful The favourite of Wassoulou is coming let us be cheerful Let’s greet the dead people of the village on this occasion Etienne the driver, the genius is coming My friend Karim, the feast is beginning let us be cheerful Thanks to my friend Laou the fisherman Oh ho the virtuoso of the N’goni is coming let us be cheerful This passage calls out to Laou down to the deep water of the river Niger Thanks to Jean Samaké for all he did for me when I was in djitoumou Oh Issa is coming let us be cheerful Oh ho the virtuoso of the N’goni is coming let us be cheerful Let’s greet Mamou because the feast will be beautiful Mamou the Fulani women Issa is coming let us be cheerful Thanks to Django Keita and his wife for their support Oh ho the feast will begin let us be cheerful The fan of the young people is coming let us be cheerful
					Madomba / Get Closer
Get closer my dear, every body has a lover Woman of Mali without you I wouldn’t have been to the rendezvous I love you with your good smelling perfume I love you with the smell of the incense You are wonderful with your intimate pearls Attractive with your white teeth Woman of Mali without you I wouldn’t have been to the rendezvous The woman who respects her husband The woman who says good things You are wonderful with your embroided basin This passage calls out to all the women of Mali The women who respects their husband in any circumstance The fulfilling of a child depends on the respect of his mother Great thanks women of Mali Let’s every woman pampers her husband Because love has to be cultivated Get closer my dear, every body has a lover Woman of Mali without you I wouldn’t have been to the rendezvous I love you with your good smelling perfume I love you with the smell of the incense You are wonderful with your intimate pearls Attractive with your white teeth Let’s every woman pampers her husband Because love has to be cultivated Get closer my dear, every body has a lover Woman of Mali without you I wouldn’t have been to the rendezvous Moussa when a woman becomes a lion, her child will be blunderer cat Greetings to all the respectful women