Cesária Évora — Tudo Tem Se Limite song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Tudo Tem Se Limite" by Cesária Évora.
Lyrics
Bô papa ka foi foguer'
Nem taõ pouco rochegador
Nem marinhêr nem catraer'
Nem carpinter nem pédrer' el foi
Nem pader nem pescador
E nem tambê um catador
Dificuldade bô ka conchel
Pobreza pa bô é lenda de gente gintil
Bô liberdade bô ka brigal
Bem dzêm quem bô é na vida
Pa julga
Realidade dess noss pais
Pamod cristôm ta stod calod'
E justiça de povo nunca têm voz
La de bô tribuna, bô t’insulta
E calunia, té Deus na ceu
Ma cma déboxe de ceu, tudo tem se limite
Bô puder ka é infinito
E li ké Cabo Verde
TRADUCTION
Ton père n'était pas chauffeur
Ni ramasseur de charbon
Ni marin ni batelier
Ni charpentier ni maçon
Ni boulanger ni pêcheur
Ni non plus un gagne-petit
Tu n’as pas connu la difficulté
La pauvreté pour toi
C’est une légende de gens naïfs
Tu ne t’es pas battu pour ta liberté
Dis-moi alors qui tu es
Pour juger la réalité
De notre pays
Parce que les chrétiens se taisent
Et que la justice du peuple n’a jamais de voix,
Du haut de ta tribune tu insultes
Et tu calomnies même le Bon Dieu.
Mais comme sous les cieux, il y a une limite à tout
Ton pouvoir n’est pas infini
C’est ici qu’est le Cap-Vert
Lyrics translation
Bo papa ka was foguer'
Not even a Little Rock
Neither sailor nor catraer'
Neither Carpenter nor pedrer ' el was
Neither pader nor fisherman
And not even a scavenger
Difficulty Bo ka conchel
Poverty PA Bo is Legend of gintil people
Bo freedom Bo ka brigal
Well dzem who Bo is in life
Pa judge
Reality dess Noss parents
Pamod cristôm ta stod calod'
And people's justice never have a voice
The BO tribuna, Bo insult you
And slander, God in heaven
Ma cma deboxe de ceu, everything is limited
Bo can ka is infinite
E li ké Cape Verde
TRANSLATION
Your father wasn't a driver.
Nor coal picker
Neither sailor nor boatman
Neither Carpenter nor Mason
Neither Baker nor fisherman
Neither is a small-time winner
You didn't experience the difficulty
Poverty for you
It's a legend of naive people
You didn't fight for your freedom.
Then tell me who you are
To judge reality
Of our country
Because Christians are silent
And that the justice of the people never has a voice,
From the top of your gallery you insult
And you even slander The Good lord.
But as under the heavens, there is a limit to everything
Your power is not infinite
This is where Cape Verde is