Lyrics of Debrouya - Admiral T

Debrouya (original)

Ian misè, wè sa trist
Pov tini anko plis
Sa ki ja ni vlé plis
Sa sé avaris
Lè ou pa ni, ou obligé fè débrouya
Fè tou sa ou pé pou soti en brouya
Lajouné ka travay rèd, lè swa sé masé ko la
Pou pé ni asé fos pou lèlandèmen la
Lévé gran bonnè maten, bényé, abiyé
Kouri poté mannèv, fè sa ou ni pou fè
Timoun ka pléré pa ni lajan an potfèy
Oblijé fè krédi a ka Man Rojé
La vi sé kon pil ou fas
Lè ou pov, ou byen ou pov
Ou ka mandé bondyé fos
Pou-w pa pwan pon ti enpas
Pou-w pé avansé dwèt dwèt douvan
Soti an soufwans
Man pa flipé, pa lagé, pa blésé
Pa fwéné, pa tonbé, pa sizé, pa pléré
Pa changé, pa stopé, pryé dyé
Pa lésé babylon ri dèy é zanmi-aw
Lévé tèt aw, pa jen bésé tèt aw
Toujou rété mèt aw, toujou péyé dèt-aw
Rété mèt an tèt-aw, an jou sé ké fèt-aw
Pas jah jah sé li sèlman ki pèr nowèl
Sé li ki mété-w well
La vi té ké two bèl
Si tou lé jou sé té nowèl
Ou ka travay non stop kon machin
Kon moun ki ka pran kokayin
Ou ka kenn kon pil alkalin
Pou timoun-aw pa konnèt famin
Yo ka pwenté dwèt si-w an lari
Lékol, timoun-aw pa ka ri
Pon moun vlé pa yo pou zanmi
Yo rèjèté pas yo pa ni
Lè sa rèd sé pen é sawdin
Menm lè biten la clean
Fo-w ay pwan sèl aka la vwazin
Ou ka priyé pou on jou sa fin
Lè sa rèd sé pen é sardin

(translation)

Ian misery, see that sad
Pov tini even more
What he wants is more
This is greed
When you are not, you have to be resourceful
Do whatever it takes to get out of the fog
The day can work hard, even at night
To be calm and false enough for the next day
Get up early, get dressed, get dressed
Run the maneuver, do what you have to do
Children may cry with no money
Required to make the credit can be Man Rojé
Life is like your face
When you are poor, you are poor
You can ask for false gods
Don't get caught up in the deadlock
To move your finger forward
Out of pain
Man not flipped, not released, not injured
Don't slow down, don't fall, don't squeal, don't cry
Don't change, don't stop, pray to God
Don't let Babylon laugh at you and your friends
Raise your head, don't bend your head
Always be your master, always pay your debts
Be your master in the day of your birth
Pas jah jah is the only one who is afraid of Christmas
He is the one who puts you right
Life was too beautiful
If all day is Christmas
You can work non-stop with cars
Con people who can take cocaine
You may have alkaline batteries
Don't starve your child
They may point fingers at you on the street
At school, your kids can't laugh
Bridges people want theirs for friends
They rejected their pass
This is hard bread and sawdust
Even when the biten is clean
Fo-w ay grab salt aka the adjoining
You can pray for the end of the day
Then it's hard to make bread and sardines