| O death; |
| O death Death is so harsh Death is so cruel
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| Death who struck down Amadou Ba Guindo
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| But death spares no creature
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| Nothing can stop it
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| Not even fame
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| Or having many children
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| Great riches and many friends
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| Amadou is gone
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| And when I go to Douentza I will not see him again He will never be seen again
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| in Bamako In Douentza Tenin OngoTna cries for you Whilst in Bamako Amadou cries
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| for you As Adja' cries for you
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| Your widow Fanta cries for her missing husband For Guindo has disappeared,
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| struck down by treacherous death
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| In Bamako your old friend Alou Tracre misses you
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| How bitter is death, how bitter separation
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| It is hard to break the links (of friendship)
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| How it is hard to be separated from one’s people
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| Guindo
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| But death spares no one
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| The Grim Reaper of hope did not spare Amadou
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| Guindo
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| If it did not spare the Prophet Mohammed
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| Just as it struck down Amadou Cherif
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| Leaving his father Bouba in pain
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| May his soul rest in peace
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| How harsh is separation, how harsh death
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| And merciless death strikes without distinction
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| Villainous death crouches at a bend in the path
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| Lying in wait for us
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| May God preserve us from it
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| But death spares no one
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| It strikes in the prime of life
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| Perfidious death crouches at a bend in the path
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| O death; |
| O death
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| You did not spare Guindo
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| No creature can escape you
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| 0 death, O death, how you are cruel |