Humanisme

Humanism
Huuuuuum
Humanism
Papy Shako the Cash Money

The kiss of a flea will make me dance like a maestro
Breaking up with them, I discovered I'm their champion, ooooh

Traveling the avenue of my love, I crossed the neighborhood
Tongo, pokwa, every day
They nicknamed my husband Ben Laden
I wonder where he is, ooooh

The census agents, water regulators at SNEL
They saw too much, they nicknamed me
At Mokolo, they're waiting for me
They whisper to me: Neighborhood chief
Magellan's cousin who traveled the world

Love by definition is a sweet thing
But in practice, that's not what we see
Love in theory is a sweet thing
But on the field, it's Kotakoli, Kibomango, that's what we see, oh oh oh

Humanism, where are you hiding, darling?
Father's forgiveness, you don't want it, why?
For what reason, oh, from whom do you fear?

Humanism, where are you hiding, my love?
Blind man's forgiveness, you don't hear it, why?
For what reason, oh, from whom do you fear, Papy?

I hit the man's back
Kilos of sand, none of the map, but of love
I hit the man's back
The white man's map, none of the bush, but of love
I hit the man's back
Kilos of sand, none of the map, but of love
I hit the man's back
The white man's map, none of the bush, but of Papy Shako

Do me a favor, Aurélie Maluta, Kojack Kabuya
Tell me what you want, Papy Manzeku
Even the curtain of my kikoso, I present it to you
Bruno Kidiadi, Cédane Fikula, eh
Know that Tina Lupungu is watching you
Baby Tayna Bomeyi, your cracker, eh
Papy Shako

My heart was a country of two inhabitants
I was alone like a monkey in a cage
Papy Shako left me incomplete
Our motto was love, love
Every day with Patrick Bachelor Paka, we called each other
Affection from Anto Miguel, ultra sexy
Jean-David Kiamboté, Yves Onga the professor

Walking all the way, the path of Papy Shako's love
Gabé Ezalafu, Osman Paka, we cut Daddy Matundu
Watering the garden in the rain
Jean-Paul Essayi, JP Mukeni from Brussels
Filess Maroye, Fils Amendé
I discovered the shock of love, Edo Bushbushiri

Humanism, where are you hiding, darling?
Blind man's forgiveness, you don't want it, why?
For what reason, oh, from whom do you fear, Papy?

Humanism, where are you hiding, my love?
Father's forgiveness, you don't hear it, why?
For what reason, oh, from whom do you fear, Shako?

I hit the man's back
Kilos of sand, none of the map, but of love
I hit the man's back
The white man's map, none of the bush, but of love
I hit the man's back
Kilos of sand, none of the map, but of love
I hit the man's back
The white man's map, none of the bush, but of Papy Shako

In my dreams
The cold of winter, never, but love
In the rain, never
To leave without saying goodbye, but the shock of love
My Papy, come back, my Shako, come back

In class, we used to sing 'head, shoulders, knees, feet'
But love taught us to put our hands on 'knees and feet'

Hands on the head, hands on the head, hands on the head
Hands on the head, hands on the head

Eh eh eh
I hit the man's back
Kilos of sand, none of the map, but of love
I hit the man's back
The white man's map, none of the bush, but of love
I hit the man's back
Kilos of sand, none of the map, but of love
I hit the man's back
The white man's map, none of the bush, but of Papy Shako

Ye yo, Poison Kasereka champion
Zingeti Le Rakabak
Ibrahim Shako ye yo
Kelly Sharostone Warrior
Honorable Prince Tukuzu

My Papy, come back with a heavy heart, darling
My love, come back to the house, my dear
Otherwise, you'll see, my darling, you'll regret it
I cried a lot, but my back is still turned
Your absence is destroying my life

Have mercy, darling
Come back to me, my love
Answer me, Cash Money
Please, my baby, don't turn your back on me
Answer me, Dana, my dear
I beg you, my baby, don't turn your back on me