I'm a boy living in Africa.
Some of my friends live far away.
I want to go to see them but I have no papers.
Stand up for my right.
My right to be free.
French rap:
Quelle est cette maladie qui pourrit la vie?
Quel est ce virus dirigé vers les tout-petits?
Je proteste contre ces enfants qu'on oppresse,
Attitude répugnante qui jusqu'au fond de moi me blesse.
Pose ton bâton,
Ecoute-moi cette chanson,
Laisse le son de mes rimes te guider
Jusqu'à la raison
Elle traverse la haine
Elle t'emmène sans problème
Dans ce paradis où grands et petits s'aiment.
Love is what we need.
Why do you beat me?
Why do you shout at me?
You were young like me, but you were not beaten.
Stand up for my right,
My right to survive.
Every day a child is killed somewhere by a monster.
Why do you want to turn us into "goods"?
Sometimes you steal us from our parents' love
And you sell us out to your equals for sex.
Wolof rap:
Yeh degloul, ma geug ji ma jeumeule ci khaleyi.
Degloulma wakhjima wakh ko ci gouneyi.
Goudek beutcheuk gnigui jooy li ka meeti.
Goudek beutcheuk gnigui leni saagga dileen jaani.
Mootakh gnou weedi seeni rew di dem bitim rew.
Nguir beuga beew ci fann you neew.
Degloul yii kaadou teengakaa gaadou.
Ndakh khaleyi dagnou beuga baakou.
Love is what we need.
Why do you beat me?
Why do you shout at me?
You were young like me, but you were not beaten
