Sul America - Michel Delpech

Les bateaux sont entrés

En baie de Maracaïbo

Maracaïbo

Des hommes enchaînés

Sont venus de là-bas, du Congo

De l’autre côté de l’eau

Sul America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

Sul America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

Sul America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

Sul America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

Bahia capitale

D’une couleur d’un noir total

Venu à fond de cale

Transamazonica

T’es parti du Tanganika

Tu ne savais pas

Sul America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

Sul America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

Sul America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

Sul America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

Tes couleurs, tes douleurs

Semblent venues d’ailleurs

Tes douleurs, tes bonheurs

Hé hé hé hé ya ha ha

Tes congas, tes bongos

Sont venus du Togo

Tes sambas, tes mambos

Le sourire pur ivoire

C’est comme un chromosome mémoire

Qui cherche une autre histoire

Et les femmes c’est pareil

Manière de marcher au soleil

Comme de vraies caravelles

Sul America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

The boats entered

In Maracaibo Bay

Maracaibo

chained men

Came from there, from the Congo

On the other side of the water

South America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

South America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

South America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

South America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

Bahia capital

In a color of total black

Come to the bottom of the hold

Transamazonica

You left Tanganika

You did not know

South America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

South America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

South America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

South America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…

Your colors, your pains

Seem to come from elsewhere

Your pains, your joys

Hey hey hey hey ya ha ha

Your congas, your bongos

Came from Togo

Your sambas, your mambos

The pure ivory smile

It's like a memory chromosome

Who is looking for another story

And women are the same

Way to walk in the sun

Like real caravels

South America

Made in Africa

Oh oh oh…