Say Yeah (Extended Mix) - CASSIMM & Mahalia Fontaine

Little girl, who are you? With your afro girls Playing on the corner of the avenue Hmm Little Darling, where is your mama? And papa gone? I'd like to know where that beauty spot comes from Mahalia In this world, you must know who you are Mahalia You were given the tools to go far Fa wa mi say, Mahalia We give you, we give you this day Mahalia, Mahalia Don't forget, don't forget that name Little thing, what's the story? Behind that red skin You're shining like the morning Little girl, which part of Jamaica is your mama's family from And what's your dad's side got going on? Mahalia In this world, you must know who you are Mahalia You were given the tools to go far Fa wa mi say, Mahalia We give you, we give you this day Mahalia, Mahalia Don't forget, don't forget that name Ooh-wee-ooh Ooh-wee-ooh Ooh-wee-ooh Mahalia In this world, you must know who you are Mahalia You were given the tools to go far Fa wa mi say, Mahalia We give you, we give you this day Mahalia, Mahalia Don't forget, don't forget that Mahalia In this world, you must know who you are Mahalia You were given the tools to go far Fa wa mi say, Mahalia We give you, we give you this day Mahalia, Mahalia Don't forget, don't forget that name Don't forget that name Ooh-wee-ooh Ooh-wee-ooh Ooh-wee-ooh Ooh-wee-ooh Ooh-wee-ooh Ooh-wee-ooh

Sur le Guadalquivir, brillant serpent musclé Au milieu du désir de Séville embaumée. Le safran l'oranger, la poudre et la vanille, On aimerait voguer le feu aux écoutilles. On aimerait traîner comme un millier d'amour, Dans les rues envoûtées qui s'endorment toujours. Boire le Daulphino assassin et goûter Le cur noir des taureaux dans des bras étrangers. On aimerait songer près des oranges mûres, Sous la vierge sacrée éclaboussée d'or pur, Entouré de jasmin, d'ordures et d'encens, Insulter l'être humain chérir la transcendance. On voudrait tant danser enlevé jusqu'au nu Vole pesant et brasier muscle d'acier fondu Demi évanoui et piétinant féroce La poussière éblouit dans le sang de la noce Alors on rejoindrait six milliards d'étoiles Dans la vapeur de l'air entre les maisons pales Et puis Guadalquivir cavale de la nuit Son ombre est un plaisir enragé d'infini.