Irie Révoltés — Pour Tout Ceux song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Pour Tout Ceux" by Irie Révoltés.
Lyrics
Pour tout ceux qui sont dans la misère
Pour tout ceux qui sont dans la galère
Pour tout ceux qui vivent en précarité, abandonnés par la société
Pour ceux qu’on écoute pas
Pour tout ceux qui sont dans la misère
Pour tout ceux qui sont dans la galère.
We tired of the sufferation, tired of the segregation (manipulation) / that s why the poor people dem bal out well.
Spéciale dédicace aux gens exclus
Aux jeunes en colère, aux gens déçus
À ceux qui souffrent du froid dans la rue
Traités comme des ordures, traités comme du papier cul
Si tu es anormal, tu gâches la belle vue
D’une société hypocrite. Pour être bienvenu
Il faut que tu t’adaptes, sinon tu n es pas reçu
Faisons du bruit, cassons le silence
Car partout il y a des minorités
Des gens exclus de la société
C’est encore le principe de darwin qui règne
Le plus fort va gagner, va rester
Arrêtons de vivre selon ce principe dépassé
De discriminer pour ne pas être discriminé
D’opprimer pour ne pas être opprimé
De se mettre supérieur pour ne pas être inférieur je veux l'égalité.
Just remember to keep your head high
Cause nuff ah dem act like a spy
Still the love inna we hart will never die
Nuff badman wan control we But we tell them, they can’t fool we Cause no blockhead can come school we So many youths around the world are bein victimized
Papa and mama babylon critisize
Out of the government house, the vampires capitalize
And whenever we say the truth, the whole ah dem seggregationize
La vie est belle, belle, belle
Nah wan hear my people in pain, yell, yell, yell
Wanna see my people life so well, well, well
Nah wan see my people face dem swell, swell, swell
Hear me now!
Aux gens qui vivent la misère
Aux gosses sans papa ni mère
Aux victimes humanitaires
Qui ne savent, quoi faire
Aux femmes violées dans les guerres
Celles qui travaillent sans salaire
Comment peut on leur dire de se taire?
Dédiée aux clodos abandonnés
Aux clandos qui sont livrés
À la police, aux condés
Enfermés, emprisonnés
Dédiée aux désespérés qui n ont pas pu résister
À la pression quotidienne: réveillez vous.
Lyrics translation
For all who are in misery
For all who are in trouble
For all those who live in precariousness, abandoned by society
For those who do not listen
For all who are in misery
For all those who are in trouble.
We tired of the suffering, tired of the segregation (manipulation) / that s why the poor people dem bal out well.
Special dedication to excluded people
To angry young people, to disappointed people
To those who suffer from the cold on the street
Treated like garbage, treated like ass paper
If you are abnormal, you spoil the beautiful view
Of a hypocritical society. To be welcome
You have to adapt, otherwise you are not received
Let's make noise, let's break the silence
Because everywhere there are minorities
People excluded from society
It is still the darwin principle that Reigns
The strongest will win, will stay
Let's stop living by this outdated principle
To discriminate in order not to be discriminated against
To oppress so as not to be oppressed
To be superior to not be inferior I want equality.
Just remember to keep your head high
Cause nuff Ah dem act like a spy
Still the love inna we hart will never die
Nuff badman wan control we but we tell them, they can't fool we Cause no blockhead can come school we so many youths around the world are bein victimized
Papa and mama babylon critisize
Out of the government house, the vampires capitalize
And whenever we say the truth, the whole Ah dem segregationize
Life is beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Nah wan hear my people in pain, yell, yell, yell
Wanna see my people life so well, well, well
Nah wan see my people face dem swell, swell, swell
Hear me now!
To the people who live in misery
To kids without dad or mom
To humanitarian victims
Who do not know, what to do
To women raped in wars
Those who work without pay
How can we tell them to shut up?
Dedicated to abandoned bum
To clandos that are delivered
To the police, to the counties
Locked up, imprisoned
Dedicated to the desperate who could not resist
At Daily pressure: wake up.