Tonton du Bled [English translation]

Hey, Uncle, the carrier bags are too heavy

Go on, get in Bilal,

Get in Moulay Othmane, Come on, let's go, let's go.

Uncle Karim, hum hum, uncle from back home,

For all the Kabylie [Berbers], daughter of my country

I wanted to stay in the ghetto, but my father said me - No no no

In that case, I'll take all my friends - No no no

So in one week's time, I'll go back to Vitry - No no no

I'll go end my life over there - Yeah yeah yeah

Overloaded 504 estate car, come on nephews, get in

Just wait a minute while I'm putting the big blue trunk on the roof rack

As numerous as a soccer team, the car weighed down to ground level

We're the last tenants leaving

Filling up with diesel and lemonade, so as not to run out

Bilel, go and piss while I do a bit of shopping

Direction : the port, two days sitting down

All the way to Marseille in a pretty rickety car

Then 24 hours in the boat, I know it's not easy

But I'm going to have a great time in Guido Square

In Bejaia city, on top of my mountain

Before going back home, I'll make a little visit to Oran.

Seeing as I cleaned out the whole Tati shop in Paris,

I'll be making the all of the village happy, even the kids

Some clothes and jewellery for the newly weds

And toys to mess with for the babies.

I wanted to stay in the ghetto, but my father said me - No no no

In that case, I'll take all my friends - No no no

So in one week's time, I'll go back to Vitry - No no no

I'll go end my life over there - Yeah yeah yeah

I wanted to stay in the ghetto, but my father said me - No no no

In that case, I'll take all my friends - No no no

So in one week's time, I'll go back to Vitry - No no no

I'll go end my life over there - Yeah yeah yeah

I'm on the Boulemat beach with my mate and his drum

Holding a glass of Selecto imitation Coca in my hand

A covering of olive oil on my body, on my arms

With my ghetto blaster, immersed in Zahouania

We talk about nothing and everything, from Nike air trainers to visas,

From crossing the desert to Mummy's good couscous.

Then my mate says to me "Karim do smoke shit?"

He was so thick I threw my shoe polish at his head

With 2 or 3 villagers, we're chatting.

Mahmoud can't stop himself from telling them that I'm into singing

One of them says me "I've never seen you on TV"

And another asks me "Is it true that you know Michael Jackson?"

They talk too fast and they speak some local slang,

I know what they could do for a fistful of dinars, the arseholes.

The sun sets and everybody goes back home

It's dinner time, time for tea and for some others, shisha time

I spent a good month in what they call the third-world

And if I had enough money, I would leave taking everyone with me

But I can't close my eyes to what's going on, really.

I dedicate this track to the people who disappeared, children and mothers

Then I ran away to my ghetto in an abaya robe

Happy to see my friends and my girlfriend

For two weeks, all that I ate was soup

I'll go end my life there, god willing.

I wanted to stay in the ghetto, but my father said me - No no no

In that case, I'll take all my friends - No no no

So in one week's time, I'll go back to Vitry - No no no

I'll go end my life over there - Yeah yeah yeah

I wanted to stay in the ghetto, but my father said me - No no no

In that case, I'll take all my friends - No no no

So in one week's time, I'll go back to Vitry - No no no

I'll go end my life over there - Yeah yeah yeah

Have a heart, let me bring my scooter - No no no

OK in that case I'll bring my bottle of wine then - No no no

Alright so I'll take all my CDs, all my tapes - No no no

Right I'll take nothing then - Yeah yeah yeah

OK I'll shave my head at least before I go - No no no

I'll bring my Playstation - No no no

OK the living room TV at least - No no no

You think I'm going out there to get married or what? - Yeah yeah yeah

No no no, no no no, no no no, yeah yeah yeah.