Tuesday, December 19, 2017

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Makeda by Les Nubians

In light of the craziness in the world today, this song from 20 years ago is more necessary than ever. Feed your spirit with this goodness... even if you don't understand the French. Read the translation of the lyrics and let it sink down into your spirit.

The lyrics translated into English:


MAKEDA
They want to make us believe lost myths
The passages of history falsified and revised
From Ramses to Mandela, the truths that were killed
In ignoring the start, they wander aimlessly

Makeda was queen, beautiful and powerful
Solomon dreamed of her black skin
I sing to revive the memories
To dig up the knowledge
That the spiral of time erases

The queen of Sheba lives in me
Makeda lives in me.

Revive our memories
We must change history
It’s going adrift
Adrift in words… no
The knowledge and the wisdom are to be carried in our hands
Listen and observe

Makeda was queen, beautiful and powerful
Solomon dreamed of her black skin
I sing to revive the memories
To dig up the knowledge
That the spiral of time erases

The queen of Sheba lives in me
Makeda lives in me.

My people dance and sing
They exalt their joy
Far from ignorance
They show their faith

Rich in men and in value
We make up for the mistakes
Sons and daughters you and me
Ready for battle

Makeda was queen, beautiful and powerful
Solomon dreamed of her black skin
I sing to revive the memories
To dig up the knowledge
That the spiral of time erases

The queen of Sheba lives in me
Makeda lives in me.



Original French:


MAKEDA
On veut nous faire croire à des mythes perdus
Des passages de l’histoire falsifiés et revus
De Ramsès à Mandela, que de vérités tues
En ignorant le départ, on erre sans but
Makeda était reine, belle et puissante
Salomon rêvait de sa peau noire
Je chante pour raviver les mémoires
Exhumer les connaissances
Que la spirale du temps efface
La reine de Saba vit en moi Makeda vit en moi.
Ravivons nos mémoires
Il faut changer l’histoire
Elle part à la dérive
A la dérive d’mes maux….Non
Le savoir et la sagesse sont à portée de main
Écoute et observe
Makeda était reine, belle et puissante
Salomon rêvait de sa peau noire
Je chante pour raviver les mémoires
Exhumer les connaissances
Que la spirale du temps efface
La reine de Saba vit en moi Makeda vit en moi.
Mon peuple danse et chante
Il exalte sa joie
Loin de l’ignorance
Il démontre sa foi
Riches d’hommes et de valeurs
Nous réparons les erreurs
Fils et filles vous et moi
Prêts au combat
Makeda était reine, belle et puissante
Salomon rêvait de sa peau noire
Je chante pour raviver les mémoires
Exhumer les connaissances
Que la spirale du temps efface
La reine de Saba vit en moi Makeda vit en moi.


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