Tche Güe Die

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Tche Güe Die

Who has the recipe to live happily?
From the countryside to the top, so say, huh?
No police report. No drugs. Natural, distant, far away from all evil?
Wow! It's sensational, lifestyle, they call me crazy
And I think I am a bit
Stay in the group, it's a tip for this time
If you leave, get mixed up with us, let go
Raise your hand up towards
The only one who can change your situation
Swing, sway your body and forget
What saddens you, this avenges, give it a try
Stress with us has no place
Get out of the funk, I am a son of the King of kings
He who made me, so He knows me
Everything under His control, big guy, happens

Tche, tche-gue-die-gue-die
Tche-gue-die-gue-die
Tche-gue-die-gue-die, I'm in the countryside

Who's going to speak?
Or contradict?
That I'm happy and all!
Na, na na na na

And if the blues got you
Get out of the funk, this situation was never good
It's laziness, Bro, pay attention, get out of this
I'm messed up, big guy
Shhh, the talks
Everyone has problems, it's normal!
Comes and takes away the peace of those who are fine! Go, make it bad!
And unintentionally and without you allowing
The blues takes away the peace without inviting you
It's like a never-ending empty cold
A river that drowns without water
And by a thread it stops, heals and returns
Locks a person in a room, without a window and without a door
Oh, get out
Hoo, throw yourself
Expel from your life, this no longer belongs to you
Oh, get out
Hoo, throw yourself
It no longer belongs to you, it no longer belongs to you