Poc li denté é tcheu

I see my life is really tough
But the only solution is to migrate to stop suffering
In the depths of the sea, under the shout of the commander
And if you touch the ground, it's to praise Our Lord Jesus Christ

I see my life is really tough
But the only solution is to migrate to stop suffering
In the depths of the sea, under the shout of the commander
And if you touch the ground, it's to praise Our Lord Jesus Christ

Give me work, I want to stay
I don’t need a passport
My documents are
A shovel, a hammer, and my two brothers
Don’t poke me to leave
Kids don’t grow up without a dad

My documents are
A shovel, a hammer, and my two brothers
Don’t poke me to leave
Kids don’t grow up without a dad

My dad wrote to me
To help me sort out my paperwork
But my heart already says how they’re going to go!
But I also can’t stay here on top of a box
Always waiting for work
Like a broken home that I’m supposed to live in

My dad wrote to me
To help me sort out my paperwork
But my heart already says how they’re going to go!
But I also can’t stay here on top of a box
Always waiting for work
Like a broken home that I’m supposed to live in

Give me work so I can earn that bread every day
Bite the bullet is tough, fortune out there is a fantasy
Don’t poke me to leave
Kids don’t grow up without a dad

Bite the bullet is tough, fortune out there is a fantasy
Don’t poke me to leave
Kids don’t grow up without a dad

Give me work so I can earn that bread every day
Bite the bullet is tough, fortune out there is a fantasy
Don’t poke me to leave
Kids don’t grow up without a dad

Bite the bullet is tough, fortune out there is a fantasy
Don’t poke me to leave
Kids don’t grow up without a dad