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JOHNNY CLEGG

"One Life"

16 mp3 sur 53,0 Mo : 57'49''

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Daughter Of Eden A song for the Godess, fo ...		03:31

Jongosi Jongosi litteraly means ´ ...		03:20

Makhabeleni My first visit to tribal ...		03:54

Thamela-Die Son Trek Water The sun evaporates water ...		04:00

The Revolution Will Eat Its Children Revolutions around the wo ...		03:41

Utshani Obulele Zulu proverb: ´The dry ol ...		03:25

Faut Pas Baisser Les Bras Everywhere in the world, ...		03:36

Devana DEVANA the ones with litt ...		03:37

Bull Heart Is it love or is it testo ...		03:33

Day In The Life In many parts of the worl ...		03:15

Boy Soldier My continent as well as p ...		04:05

Touch The Sun For my sister Diane		03:47

4 Box Square Touring can be really gre ...		03:46

I Don'T Want To Be Away Distance from the one you ...		03:27

Locked And Loaded The song is about that mo ...		03:24

Utshani Obulele (Zulu Version)		03:28

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Daughter Of Eden		03:31
A song for the Godess, for the female principle and for the life affirming power of the feminine which doesn’t need the masculine to define it. This power includes both aspects, the dark and the light.
Chorus: She’s the daughter of eden She’s sister of hope She’s the mother freedom She’s the lover I know.. She laughs and she jokes She drinks and she smokes And she tells it like is Cause her mind is an arrow She can’t help herself It’s the truth’s magnetic pull It’s the eye of the bull And it makes you think While you bleed… What do you really believe? When the chips are down Its people who count And she fights for those Whose voices are drowned… Whose voices are drowned…. Chorus And she looks at the world Through the eyes in her heart But the picture gets blurred ‘cause she feels every part and she turns your head cause she’s got great legs! And walks on the earth Like its child from birth Oh.. the natural power! And the hips that sway! She’s the daughter of eden Till the End of Days.. Till the End of Days….
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Jongosi		03:20
Jongosi litteraly means ´a young powerful ox. This is for all young sportsmen and women who, in a special moment of commitment, elevate their skill to highest possible level.
Today is the reckoning Today we hold the line Today is the quickening Of the blood and the soul and the mind I see the colour of spirit I see the colour of pain I see the colour of brotherhood In the burning rain Chorus: HAYI WEMAJONGOSI Hey, young warriors AZOVIMBA PHAMBILI They will overcome all challenges ahead These are the days you will remember These are the days of dreams These are the days of no-surrender These are the days of wonder These are the days of life These are the days of thunder We are the river running We are the mighty sea Feel the spirit and the power Chorus Today we stand together Today we hold the line Today we live forever I can feel your heart beat Like a warrior’s drum I can see your eyes on fire Like the flame in the sun I see lives in the balance I see the future on hold I feel a hurricane And courage in the bone Chorus
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Makhabeleni		03:54
My first visit to tribal Zululand at the age of 17 was to a place called Makhabaleni, where I met Sipho Mchunu’s people. It was a very magical week for me and I was struck by the connection of all parents and adults in the affairs of the young men and women in the community. This song is a tribute to all parents everywhere.
NGIKHUMBULA NGISAKHULA NGIKHUL’EKHAY I remember the days growing up at home BABA NOMAMA, NOBABA, NOMAME Fathers and mothers, fathers and mothers BASITHANDA THINA EMAKHABELENI They once cared and loved us in Makhabeleni Chorus: HAWU, SASIKHULA EMAKHABELENI Oh, we grew up in Makhabeleni HAWU, BABESITHANDA EMAKHABELENI Oh, they loved and cared for us in Makhabeleni IKHAYA LAMI LISELE My home is now gone and behind me IKHAYA LAMI LINGEKHO My home that is not here anymore Chorus: HAWU, SASIKHULA EMAKHABELENI Oh, we grew up in Makhabeleni HAWU, BABESITHANDA EMAKHABELENI Oh, they loved and cared for us in Makhabeleni
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Thamela-Die Son Trek Water		04:00
The sun evaporates water but the sea is not scared of the sun’s flames because it’s infinite. In the same way that the sea is tested everyday by the sun, love is tested by human folly and difficult circumstances. Migrant work separates lovers far from each other over long periods of time and distance. This is the perenial problem of the life of a touring musician. Real love is like the ocean which cannot be evaporated by the burning sun.
THAMELA ‘MBULU THAMELA! ` warm yourself in the sun, water lizard or monitor (legavaan)! ZIYAPHUZA IZINSIZWA,UXAMU LOTHELA ILANGA the warriors drink their beer..while the water monitor enjoys warming itself in the sun ZIYAPHUZ’ ‘INSIZWA The warriors are drinking –repeat after each line Die son trek water , soos ek en my bier the sun draws the water,like me and my beer Maar die osean is nie bang vir die son se vuur but the ocean is not afraid of the sun’s fire Ek dink aan jou want jy is nie hier nie I’m thinking of you because you are not here En my bottle is leeg, en my hart is seer. And my bottle is empty, and my heart is sore Die pad na jou hart, is sonder a brug The road to your heart is without a bridge En die myle na jou deur, is my bitter plig and the miles to your door, have become my relentless destiny Chorus: SIGUKILE EGOLI MADODA! We have grown old in Johannesburg ,Men! NJENGEGOLOVANE, NGENDABA ZEMALI, NGENDABA ZEMALI Like a rusty mine cocopan, we did this because we needed money GUKA!GUKA WENA..UZOGUKA OTHANDAYO Grow old!grow old!..Only someone who gives up will grow old! Binne in my ,ek dra jou binne in my,vir ewig Inside me ,I carry you inside me,forever My bloed is koud, en ek word oud, soos tai Kalahari hout My blood is cold , and I grow old , like tough-hard Kalahari wood Maar herrineringe aan jou stook die kole in my hart But memories of you stoke the coals in my hart Diep in my ..jy’s diep in my.. Deep inside me, you are deep inside me Die afstand tussen ons is so krom en skeef The distance between us , is bent and crooked Selfs die bottle sal my nie gou laat vergeet Even this bottle does’nt help me to forget quickly Daars n’ sagte klank in die nag se lug There is a gentle sound on the evening air as jy slaap in die donker en in jou drome vlug As you sleep in the darkness and flee into your dreams My bottle is gebreek en my hart is seer My bottle is broken and my heart is sore Jy’s so ver van my af , en die toekoms is leeg You are so far from me and the future is empty Chorus
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The Revolution Will Eat Its Children		03:41
Revolutions around the world have always resulted in some form of social engineering accompanied by the inability to factor in that inevitable dark aspect of human nature the lust for power.
He’s a leader, talks of freedom He knows the power of the Big Idea He’s a dealer, he’s a seeker Of the power that comes from fear He gave his life to the party machine Holding on a secret dream He knows better than anyone ´Power comes from the barrel of a gun… And he’s rising up against them now And he’s rising up in country and town Rising up against them now, rising up Chorus The revolution has eaten its children I see the river of dreams run dry I’m so thankful I got to love you You are the reason I survive The promise of a better life for all The promise of freedom from hunger and war So many rose up to answer the call And so many are no longer here at all The hopes of yesterday drowning in shifting sands ‘cause something strange is going on accross the land Preaching water but drinking wine Power gets us every time The more things change The more they stay the same And they’re rising up against him now And they’re rising up from country to town And they’re rising up, rising up Chorus Free them from this hunger, Free!
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Utshani Obulele		03:25
Zulu proverb: ´The dry old grass is made young, green and new again only by fire This means that often hard and difficult experiences in your life make you confront and reinvent yourself giving you a new perspective. We learn some of our deepest lessons through pain.
Chorus UTSHANI OBULELE BUVUSWA WUMLILO The dry dead grass is made young and green by fire I’ve come to this place Where you stole my innocence I was young then But I’m older now Do you remember my face? Do you recall this place? Because I remember you And the things that you do Some need to feel pain To learn the game To feel the fire And be born again Here I am now The night has begun This is me now, waiting for the sun Chorus UTSHANI OBULELE BUVUSWA WUMLILO The dry dead grass is made young and green by fire I’m still standing Made it thru’ this fire I was weaker then But I’m stronger now NGIZOVUKA-NJE MINA I will be re-awakened and reborn Lessons in love Lessons in pain I was weaker then But i’m stronger now Do you remember my face Do you recall this place Because I remember you And the things that you do Some need to feel pain To learn the game To feel the fire And be born again Here I am now The night has begun This is me now, waiting for the sun Chorus
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Faut Pas Baisser Les Bras		03:36
Everywhere in the world, even in established democracy, it is critical to be vigilant and to resist any eroding of democratic freedom. ´ Molo! Khuluma asizwa! Wake up! Express yourself, we cannot hear you!
Faut pas baisser les bras Pas baisser les bras, faut pas baisser les bras Faut pas baisser les bras Pas baisser les bras, faut pas baisser les bras Chez toi comme chez moi Pas baisser les bras, faut pas baisser les bras Pour chanter Faut pas baisser la voix, pas baisser la voix Tu verras, on y arrivera Mais pour Áa, pas baisser les bras Faut pas baisser les bras On va rester debout On va tenir le coup On ne se taira pas On baissera pas les bras Faut pas baisser les bras MOLO! WAKHULUMA-NGE NA Wake up! You must keep talking! MOLO! WAKHULUMA-NGE NA Wake up! You must keep talking! Don’t give up, BAMBA QINA-NGE BAMBA Hold on, be strong, hold on! Don’t give up MUS’USHAY’LUVALO Don’t be afraid Faut pas baisser les bras Pas baisser les bras, faut pas baisser les bras Chez toi comme chez moi Personne, personne ne nous arrÍtera,personne Pour chanter Faut pas baisser la voix, pas baisser la voix Tu verras, on y arrivera Mais pour Áa, pas baisser les bras Faut pas baisser les bras On va rester debout On va tenir le coup On ne se taira pas On baissera pas les bras Faut pas baisser les bras
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Devana		03:37
DEVANA the ones with little moustaches This is a song about young men who feel they have been put down for too long by a group of older men with little moustaches. It’s a song about young men wanting attain full respect and status as warriors.
BADEDELE BENGENE, KADE BASIDELELA Let them in, they have insulted us for too long now BADEDELE BENGENE, SIBALINDILE THINA Let them in, we are ready for them BADEDELE BENGENE, BEZE BONKE BEPHELELE Let them in, let all of them come at once BADEDELE BENGENE, WONKE LAMADEVANA Let them in, all of those with little moustaches WAKE WABONA INTO ENJE-NA BASI BIZA NGABAFANYANA Did you ever see such a thing, they call us small boys WAKE WABONA INTO ENJE-NA BASI BIZA NGABOTSOTSANYANA Did you ever see such a thing, they call us small thieves HAWA, BATHINI KITHI? BATHINI KITHI? BATHINI KITHI? Oh, what do they say to us? what do they say to us? Chorus: HAWU, THUL’ UTHI-NYA! SO’BASHAYA LAMADEVANA Oh, wait and keep quiet, because we’re going to overcome and beat these small moustaches SOBASHAYA BATHI ´WE BABA We shall beat them untill they say´Father to us!
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Bull Heart		03:33
Is it love or is it testosterone?
I would like to be the one Who populates your dreams I would like to be the sun And shine down on your knees There’s a black bull raging thru’ my heart And it’s running straight and true I can feel the earth move under my feet As I come closer to you Chorus: AYIHLABI INKUNZI YAMI My bull stabs deeply IJIKIJELA EWENI It throws its opponents off a cliff AYIHLABI, ITHETA ‘MACALA, IYAGONYONZA It defeats its enemies and court cases are prosecuted HAWU, MINA NGIKUTHANDA, Oh, but I love you HAWU, MINA NGIYASHISA, NGYAFA I’m burning to death I would like to be the sky You could be my blue You could be a dancing foot And I could be your shoe Oh, it’s hot in here and I need some air I’ll wait outside for you Come what may, there will be a day I will wake up next to you… Chorus
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Day In The Life		03:15
In many parts of the world it’s difficult just to pay the rent and put food on the table. But even here people have dreams
The hardest thing to do Is to pay my way and keep you I get off the red bus Gotta pay the rent My head is full of us And the night we spent Fight for survival I gotta be cool A day in the life of a solitary fool A day in the life Chorus: Oh! this is your time This is your life This is your day Oh! look at the night These are your stars They show the way I feel your heart beat This is your time This is your life This is your day BANINGI BANGANGOTSHANE There are so many (people) they are like blades of grass Somewhere in Africa The sun is rising now Young people work and hustle To fill the table somehow City heart-beat, in my ears, Avenue of hope, backstreets of fears Somewhere inside lies the key I’ve got you hidden now Inside of me Chorus
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Boy Soldier		04:05
My continent as well as part of South America and Asia have seen a dramatic rise in the use of children as soldiers in civil wars, private milicias, run by warlords and drug cartels.
I am a boy soldier Look into my eyes I’m tired and older Than the dead man by my side I can take your soul In a flash and a smile And my home, and my name, and my life Lie so very far behind me Every second in no man's land I hold my life in these small hands Every day in a world gone mad Hard to face who I am ONCE WE WERE CHILDREN ONCE WE PLAYED IN THE MORNING LIGHT ONCE WE WERE CHILDREN ONE MORNING THEY CAME THE SOLDIERS TOOK US AWAY I am a boy soldier See my eyes’ empty stare Each day explodes with pain And it’s more than I can bare The ghosts of the slain Are the shadows in my eyes And I dream tomorrow will come And carry me away Every second in No Man's Land I hold my life in these small hands Every day in a world gone mad Hard to face who I am Once we were children Once we played in the morning light Once we were dreamers One morning they came, the soldiers took us away
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Touch The Sun		03:47
For my sister Diane
Sitting in her bed But inside her head She can see all the colours of the sun She travels time and space To when the world was young She’s taking notes on the run She sees the faces And tries to fit the names Understanding strange moments in the game She knows that if you look back in anger You will never be free She’s going home and I hear her singing to me UBANI BENGATHINTHA THINA Who can touch us SIBAMBA ILANGA NANGEZANDLA For we can hold the sun even with our bare hands Will I really touch the sun? Will I really be the one? The fire in flame that colours in your name Holding out my hands A shiny yellow band Burns away the pain Dries out the rain In the darkness she recalls all that was said And the years she spent looking for love ´Mama! did you see me fall? ´Brother! did you hear my call? ´People! can you see the race I have run? Time is not her own, and she feels it in her bones There’s a strange hand tugging at her soul Closing her eyes she’s a young girl dancing free And she hears an old song as she slides into a dream Chorus
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4 Box Square		03:46
Touring can be really great but the downside is when you land up far from home in a place where you struggle to understand why people ever decided to live there
Nothing on the western front Nothing at all Nothing on the eastern side Nobody to call Nothing in the northern end Nothing to send Nothing on the southern bend Not a friend This town is nothing but 4-box square Oh, I’m looking for someone with a life to share No bird in the tree singing free No dog barking at something that he doesn’t see No smile for me when I pass your way No clouds floating on a summer’s day UBANI NGAHLALA KANJENA Who can live like this BAZE BAKHALA OBABA NOMA Even the old peopel ask this question WOLALA WOLALA BAYADLALA BAHEMU WEMA Wolala, wolala, the young men dance on No bling-bling, no shining thing, no money to pay No phone ring, no talking, nothing to say Moon and sun pulling each one Turns night to day I’m ready to leave this place On my compus I see your face In the morning I will see your smile I will save my life Gotta go now, gotta go now Chorus
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I Don'T Want To Be Away		03:27
Distance from the one you love reminds you how vulnerable and dependant you are on them accepting your weaknesses and shortcomings.
Especially when the moon is new Especially when I fake it with my crew Especially when the truth is stuck like glue That’s when I need to be with you Especially when the town is dead Especially when I see my empty bed Especially when I don’t say what should be said That’s when I need to be with you YAKHAL’INGANE KWAZULU The child cries in Zululand KWASE KWASA Until the lorning light Hum-o-hum I don’t want to be away from you Especially when no one can see thru me Especially when no one can see me thru Especially when I’ve lost the key That’s when I need to be with you Especially when the sun comes up each day Especially when you smile and say Every second now is ticking away That’s when I need to be with you Chorus
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Locked And Loaded		03:24
The song is about that moment where a deep decision is made in one’s heart that it wants to join itself forever to another.
Out of the rain into my seat On that train you looked so sweet I asked you your name You said ´What is to you, stupid game, You think I’m a fool Chorus: And I say to you In time even the sun will die In time even the strong will cry In time even the weak will fly In time it will be just you and I I feel the winds of change Blowing through my life I’m locked and loaded I’m gonna make you mine Oh, in this wide world it’s only you I choose I’m locked and loaded I’m gonna marry you AWUBONA-NGANI, NGYAKUTHANDA Why do you not see that I love you I like it that you push me away I like it that you mean what you say I like it that I see no pretense I like it that your smile is your best defense Chorus: In time we will break these walls In time these chains will fall In time even the blind will see In time you will turn and find me I feel the winds of change Blowing through my life I’m locked and loaded I’m gonna make you mine Oh, in this wide world it’s only you I choose I’m locked and loaded I’m gonna marry you AWUBONA-NGANI, NGYAKUTHANDA Why do you not see that I love you Are you ready to take me, ‘cause I’m ready, I’m ready to take you You better get ready…
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Utshani Obulele		03:28
(Zulu Version)
WANGISHISA ‘NDODA NGAKHALA NGAPHANSI You have betrayed me, man, I fell down to the ground NGAKUTHEMBA WEMFO Trusted you, brother, WANGILHALA OBALA But you threw me out into the wasteland WANGIVALA NGOMKHONYOVU You betrayed and tricked me badly KANTI SIPHUMA NDAWONYE Even tho’ we come from the same village UMA NGIBUZA UTHI And when I ask you why you did this you say YIZINTO ZALOMHLABA ´It’s the way of the world YIMI LOYO This is me now WANGIWISA PHANSI You made me collapse YIMI LOYO This is me now SENGIZOVUKA I will rise up NGIHLAKANIPHA And become wiser NGIBEMUSHA And be new again PHASOPHA DEMMET! Watch out, damn it SENGIFIKILE I have arrived! WANGI FAKA ESIKOLWENI You have given me an education ENGANANCWADI-BO That has noformal certificate UBUHLUNGU DAMI BUNGINIKA My pain has given me ISITHIFIKETHI SEMPILO The certificate of life WANGISHAYA NGENGQULATHI You betrayed me badly KANTI SIPHUMA NDAWONYE Even tho’ we come from the same village UMA NGIBUZA UTHI And when I ask you why you did this you say YIZINTO ZALOMHLABA ´It’s the way of the world YIMI LOYO This is me now WANGIWISA PHANSI You made me collapse YIMI LOYO This is me now SENGIZOVUKA I will rise up NGIHLAKANIPHA And become wiser NGIBEMUSHA And be new again PHASOPHA DEMMET! Watch out, damn it SENGIFIKILE I have arrived!
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