Boul ma sene, boul ma guiss madi re nga fokni mane Khamouma li neka thi sama souf ak thi guinaw Beugouma kouma khol oaldine yaw li neka si yaw mo ne si man, li ne si mane moye dilene diapale

Roughneck and rudeness, We should be using On the ones who practice wicked charms For the sword and the stone Bad to the bone Battle is not over Even when it’s won

And when a child is born Into this world It has no concept Of the tone the skin is living in

It’s not a second Seven seconds away Just as long as I stay I’ll be waiting It’s not a second Seven seconds away Just as long as I stay I’ll be waiting I’ll be waiting I’ll be waiting

J’assume les raisons qui nous poussent de changer tout, J’aimerais qu’on oublie leur couleur pour qu’ils esperent Beaucoup de sentiments de races qui font qu’ils desesperent Je veux les deux mains ouvertes, Des amis pour parler de leur peine, de leur joie Pour qu’ils leur filent des infos qui ne divisent pas Changer

Seven seconds away Just as long as I stay I’ll be waiting It’s not a second Seven seconds away Just as long as I stay I’ll be waiting I’ll be waiting I’ll be waiting

And when a child is born Into this world It has no concept Of the tone the skin it’s living in

And there’s a million voices And there’s a million voices To tell you what you should be thinking So you better sober up for just a second

We’re seven seconds away Just as long as I stay I’ll be waiting It’s not a second We’re seven seconds away For just as long as I stay I’ll be waiting It’s not a second Seven seconds away Just as long as I stay I’ll be waiting