Youssou N'Dour - 7 Seconds

 
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
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting X3
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 race qui font qu'ils desesperent
Je veux les portes grandements ouvertes,
Des amis pour parler de leur peine, de leur joie
Pour qu'ils leur filent des infos qui ne divisent pas
Changer
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting X3
And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
Of the tone the skin is living in
And there's a million voices
And there's a million voices
To tell you what she should be thinking
So you better sober up for just a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away

Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting 
Buffalo Stance 
Ladies and gentlemen I'd like to introduce the hi hat 
Go on, mmmm, that's good, now tamborine, right now 
mmmm, wooh, yeah, D.J. 

Who's that gigolo on the street 
With his hands in his pockets and his crocadile feet 
Hanging off the curb, looking all disturbed 
At the boys from home. They all came running 
They were making noise, manhandling toys 
That's the girls on the block with the nasty curls 
Wearing padded bras sucking beers through straws 
Dropping down their drawers, where did you get yours? 
Gigolo, Huh, sukka? 
Gigolo. Gigolo, Huh, sukka? 

Chorus1: 
Who's looking good today? 
Who's looking good in every way? 
No style rookie 
You better watch don't mess with me 

Chorus2: 
No moneyman can win my love 
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of. 
We always hang in a Buffalo Stance 
We do the dive every time we dance 
I'll give you love baby not romance 
I'll make a move nothing left to chance 
So don't you get fresh with me 
Get funky. Yeah Timmy. 

Tell it like it is. Check out this DJ. 
So you say you wanted money but you know it's never funny 
When your shoes worn through and there's a rumble in your tummy 
But you had to have style get a gold tooth smile 
Put a girl on the corner so you can make a pile 
Committed a crime and went inside 
It was coming your way but you had to survive 
When you lost your babe, you lost the race 
Now you're looking at me to take her place. 

Chorus1 

Smokin.' Not cokin.' Get funky sax. 
Looking good, hanging with the wild bunch. 
Looking good in a Buffalo Stance. 
Looking good when it comes to the crunch 
Looking good's a state of mind 
State of mind don't look behind you 
State of mind or you'll be dead 
State of mind may I remind you 
Bomb the Bass...rock this place!