Translation of the song lyrics Dann tournan - Baster

Dann tournan (original)

Dan ton zié in larm i koul
Kan ton bonom atèr li roul
Soley aou zétwal aou
Mon linivèr lodèr lalkol
Mon vèr li pwak li pik li bril
Son brèz i flanm i sof i pèt
Somanké ti zoizo li po santé
Somanké kolonm kas kolé
Lyèr tonton lé mor konbyin bonom fine alé
Laksidan la kroizé pa fé reskapé
Ziskakan nou va lès bann na
Pran la vi nout famiy
Lyèr lo kouz lé mor konbyin zenfan fine alé
Laksidan dann tournan la pwin sirvivan
Ziskakan ziskakan nou va lès bann na
Tié la zénès péi
Inn ti kout sèk in kout sarèt sa lé gayar
Mé dann kwin la boutik wa rèt atèr
In kout volan in kout kouto in kout fisiy
Zandam tribunal la prizon i gèt a ou
Wi la mor lé dan ton vèr
Si bor trotwar wa rèt atèr
Inn ti kout sek in kout sarèt sa lé gayar
Mé dan kwin la boutik wa rèt atèr
Dan ton vèr in kèr i plèr
San sak ton bonom lo rom i koul
Soley aou zétwal aou
Mon paradi touzour lalkol
Mon vèr li pwak li pik li bril
Li désir mon lespri doulèr
Somanké ti zwazo fini volé
Somanké kolonm fine krévé
Granmatin voizin blésé konbyin domoun fine alé
Batay pistolé dispit anpwazoné
Ziskakan nou va lès bann na anpwazone domoun isi
Fédivèr dann zournal kantité lank fine koulé
La tié la violé koreksionel kour d’asiz
Ziskakan ziskakan nou va lès bann na
Bril la vi nout tout isi
Parol ek mizik: Thierry GAULIRIS

Dann tournan (translation)

There is a weapon in your eyes
Snowman's camp is rolling
The sun is the star
My universe is full of alcohol
My glass is almost sparkling
The sound of the breeze is the flame and it is lost
Somanké little zooizo has healthy skin
Somanké column helmet stuck
When my uncle dies, the snowman is gone
The westerner did not escape
Until we go to the east of the band
Take the life of our family
It's time to talk about how many children are gone
The west side of the tower survives
Until then, we will go to the east of the band
Kill the youth
It's a little dry, it's a little sweet
Me dann quin la shop king rest ater
A short steering wheel is a short knife and a short gun
The court sent you to prison
Yes, there is death in your glass
If the edge of the sidewalk is dry
It's a little short and a little short
In the corner of the shop, the king rests on the ground
In your glass a heart is crying
Without the ton of snow on Rome, it's cool
The sun is the star
My paradise is always full of alcohol
My glass is almost sparkling
He wants my mind to hurt
Somanké little bird flew away
Somanké column fine krévé
The neighbor's grandmother was injured and many people were gone
Fight pistol dispute poisoned
Until we go east, we will poison people here
Fédiver dann newspaper amount of fine ink spilled
The murder is a violation of the correctional court of assizes
Until then, we will go to the east of the band
The shine lives us all here
Words and music: Thierry GAULIRIS