Logo de Beethova Obas Bon Bagay

[Beethova Obas - Pale yo]

Chaje kamera tout kote
Nan telefòn, nan tout kwen lari a
Pa gen anyen k’ap ret kache
Fò’w grenpe mòn pou’w jwenn paradi a

Genyen pa anpeche manke
De men de pye n’antre nan lavi a
Panyen plen bay sa’k vid chaje
De men de pye n’ap kite lavi a

Men sa’k konnen yo bèbè,
Sa ki mouton yo fè bè 
Men nou nan tou sa?
Sa’k konnen?

Bay nouvèl la gaye’l nan lari a
Bay nouvèl al gaye’l’l nan bidonvil la
Bay nouvèl la gaye’l nan riyèl la
Bay nouvèl la gaye’l sou entènèt la

Sa’k konnen yo bèbè,
Sa ki mouton yo fe bè
Men nou nan tou sa?
Sa’k konnen? 

Pale yo mechan yo, pale yo (2 fwa)
Maladi pran tout’ nan lavi pa gen bout'
Fòk nou regle sa
W pway konnen!!!

[Beethova Obas - Dis Leur ]

Des cameras, y’en a partout
Dans nos portables, dans tous les coins de rue
Tout secret sera dévoilé
Faut persévérer pour y arriver

Le riche dit qu’il n’a pas assez
Comme moi, sur terre, il n’a rien apporté
Pourquoi vouloir tout posséder
Quand on sait qu’on pourra rien emmener

Même ceux qui savent se taisent,
Et les moutons eux, font Bè
Et nous dans tout ça?
Mais qui sait?

Fais passer la nouvelle dans tous les coins de rue
Fais passer la nouvelle dans les bidonvilles
Fais passer la nouvelle dans toutes les ruelles
Fais passer la nouvelle sur tous les réseaux sociaux

Même ceux qui savent se taisent,
Et les moutons eux, font Bè
Et nous dans tout ça?
Qui sait?

Aux voraces, aux méchants, dites-leur (bis)
Qu’on ne guérit pas de la voracité
Il faut gérer ça!
Tu vas voir !

[Beethova Obas - Tell Them ]

There are cameras everywhere
In the cell phones, every corner and streets
There’s nothing that can stay hidden
Climb the mountains, to find the paradise.

As you may have, all can be lost
Two hands and feet, you had entered this life
What’s in excess fills what’s empty
Two hands and feet, we’ll be leaving this life.

The ones who know are muzzled
the little sheep are bleating
in all of this, who can know?

Pass on the news, please spread it all around
You shall know
Pass on the news, please spill it in all the slums
You shall know
Pass on the news, dump it in the alleys
You shall know
Pass on the news, drop it on the internet.

The ones who know are muzzled
the little sheep are bleating
in all of this, who can know?

Just tell them, evil ones, just tell them
Just tell them, wicked ones, please tell them.

Ailments grabbing all
But, life is limitless
We’ve got to fix this
You shall know.

Pass on the news, please spread it all around
You shall know
Pass on the news, please spill it in all the slums
You shall know
Pass on the news, dump it in the alleys
You shall know
Pass on the news, drop it on the internet.

The ones who know are muzzled
The little sheep are bleating
In all of this, who can know?

Just tell them, evil ones, just tell them
Just tell them, wicked ones, please tell them.

Ailments grabbing all
But, life is limitless
We’ve got to fix this
You shall know.

You’ll surely find out.

Credit

LYRICS AND MUSIC:

Beethova Obas 

TRANSLATED INTO ENGLISH BY:

Jean Winer PASCAL

DRUMS:

Jean-Philippe Fanfant

TRUMPET:

Martial Delangre

TROMBONE:

Cédric Gilmant

BASS:

Jimmy Jean Félix

PIANO:

David Fackeure

PERCUSSIONS:

Claude Saturné,

(Bago) Balthazar Pierre-Michel

BACKING VOCALS:

Claire M'Bongo, Sabrina Belmo, Beethova Obas