Soldier - Tiken Jah Fakoly, Akon
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Soldier - Tiken Jah Fakoly, Akon

Альбом
L'Africain
Год
2006
Язык
`French`
Длительность
263850

Below is the lyrics of the song Soldier , artist - Tiken Jah Fakoly, Akon with translation

Lyrics " Soldier "

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Soldier

Tiken Jah Fakoly, Akon

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Soldier soldier

He american soldier

Soldier soldier soldier

He british soldier

Quelle est la mère qui t’a laissé partir

Un beau matin plantée sur le tarmac

D’un aéroport de Londres ou d’Atlanta?

Y a dans ses yeux comme des lacs

Et cette femme qui t’a dit «Rentre»

Qui a peut-être vingt ans de moins

Sa main posée sur son ventre

Cache peut-être un orphelin

Est-ce que cinquante et une étoiles

Valent tous ces morts et ces larmes?

Oui, est-ce qu’elles valent autant de balles

Autant de cris autant de larmes?

Say Mama l’m gone

And I don’t know when I’ll be back again

My homeland is at war

Whether we’re right or wrong

I’ll call you soon so we can check again

We can discuss this some more

I know that it hurts you to know that

I’m so far from home

Hurts you to know so many things gone wrong

Ask yourself why not someone else’s son

But I’m chosen to be the one to drop this bomb

T’as cru mourir au champ d’honneur

Ce n’est qu’un champ de pétrole

La liberté ce n’est qu’un leurre

Quand elle est Jihad ou Croisade

Who ever thought that I’ll be fighting miles away

Who ever thought that freedom wouldn’t come my way

And I try to just forget it

Never could regret it

The President said it

The world led it

Oh Mama send my love

To my sisters and brothers

I’m a soldier just like my father

Don’t cry for me please don’t cry

This was meant to be

T’as cru mourir au champ d’honneur

Ce n’est qu’un jeu de pouvoir

C’est le soldat qui meurt

Et rarement le Général

Qui lui met la main sur le coeur

Quand le tien reçoit une balle

D’ailleurs c’est le soldat qui meurt

Et rarement Monsieur le Général

Soldat chicano des favellas

Soldat noir de tous les ghettos

Soldat de toutes les couleurs

Tu es peut-être mort pour rien

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soldier soldier

he american soldier

soldier soldier soldier

he british soldier

Who is the mother who let you go

One fine morning planted on the tarmac

From a London or Atlanta airport?

There are lakes in his eyes

And that woman who told you "Come home"

Who's maybe twenty years younger

Her hand resting on her belly

Maybe hiding an orphan

Is fifty-one stars

Are all those deaths and tears worth?

Yes, are they worth that many bullets

So many cries so many tears?

Say Mama l'm gone

And I don't know when I'll be back again

My homeland is at war

Whether we're right or wrong

I'll call you soon so we can check again

We can discuss this some more

I know that it hurts you to know that

I'm so far from home

Hurts you to know so many things gone wrong

Ask yourself why not someone else's son

But I'm chosen to be the one to drop this bomb

You thought you died on the field of honor

It's just an oil field

Freedom is just a lure

When she's Jihad or Crusade

Who ever thought that I'll be fighting miles away

Who ever thought that freedom wouldn't come my way

And I try to just forget it

Never could regret it

The President said it

The world led it

Oh Mama send my love

To my sisters and brothers

I'm a soldier just like my father

Don't cry for me please don't cry

This was meant to be

You thought you died on the field of honor

It's just a power play

It's the soldier who dies

And rarely the General

Who puts his hand on his heart

When yours gets a bullet

Besides, it's the soldier who dies

And rarely Mr. General

chicano soldier from the favellas

Black soldier from all ghettos

Soldier of all colors

You may have died for nothing

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