1. |
Toumast Tincha
04:22
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The ideals of the people have been sold off cheap, my friends.
Any peace imposed by force is bound to fail
And give way to hatred.
My people, where is that self-confidence
Made of dignity and beauty of spirit
That our ancestors bequeathed to us?
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2. |
Chaghaybou
04:54
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God can bear witness when I think of Chaghaybou,
The pain in the stomach that takes hold of me
Has no other remedy than a heart-to-heart with him late a night.
I love him and I love those he loves, into the life beyond.
I pine for those handsome and brave wearers of double turbans!
Amongst them Ahmad, Hamad Ahad and their friend, Chaghaybou:
The same who dine on grilled ram.
When I glimpse him dressed in his beautiful robes
Smelling of a mixture of perfumes…
His headdress crested, giving him the air of gazelles
That race through dunes strewn with desert gourds.
If only I could become a stand in his mother’s tent,
That way I would never miss a moment he inhabits
Especially those when his mother is teaching him Tifinagh
In the sand.
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3. |
Arhegh Danagh
04:02
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Friends and fellow travellers, I want to tell you
That what touches the heart cannot be hidden
And all that enters it will wound.
Today’s love is like a mirage.
The closer you get, the further away it goes.
It’s been ten years since love left me,
Since it deserted my soul
And no longer crosses my path.
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4. |
Timadrit In Sahara
03:49
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Youth of the Sahara
We’re telling you how it is.
You mustn’t doubt our aptitude
Or think we’re incapable.
That world out there is more advanced
And more powerful than we are,
Because it awoke before we did.
Now we will awake ourselves.
We’ve learned how to use other weapons
Than those our ancestors bequeathed to us.
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5. |
Imidiwan Ahi Sigdim
04:52
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Friends, companions, hear my truth
And my conviction
These banishments that befall us
Bring no joy, neither to my heart
Nor to that of the youth.
You suffer the bitterness of that oppression,
Which annihilated the old folk
On whom you counted,
And tortures the soul of the heart
That knows no hatred.
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6. |
Tahalamot
05:03
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Last night, when I dreamt about Tahalmoyt,
Of her elegant appearance, nonchalant at dusk
In the middle of the tents,
I grabbed hold of Ebazaw and harnessed my saddle to him,
Not any just old one; it belonged to Agadez.
I donned Alacho, my most beautiful indigo turban,
And my two boubou robes.
I replaced the bolt of my padlock.
I acted like a nobleman who doesn’t hide himself away
I perfumed myself with musk and incense
I belted myself with wool and silk
I passed through a valley where the Tihardanen* played.
They made me feel happy,
And I arrived at the camp above Timadjlalen.
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7. |
Sendad Eghlalan
04:54
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Rid yourselves of this constant lethargy
That annihilates body and soul.
Men of my country,
You’re getting it all wrong,
You beg,
You’re always dozing,
You run around without knowing what you’re getting into
For years, you’ve been engrossed and seduced
By a world that’s forever advancing
Without being able to grasp it.
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8. |
Imdiwanin ahi Tifhamam
04:37
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Friends, companions, understand me
Don’t think that I’m about to show any weakness.
I danced with a partridge, light brown of colour.
She flew off thinking I would never be able to look again.
All youthful gatherings from which she’s absent
Leave me indifferent, like a passing breeze.
Her hair is as black as her eyebrows.
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9. |
Koud Edhaz Emin
04:33
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Even if I seem to be smiling
My heart is chapped and cracked.
It’s been years since I’ve lived in my worries.
You never learn a thing
You never impart a thing.
You incubate hatred all the while.
My brothers, why all the misunderstanding
In this arid desert strewn with dead trees.
My brothers, is there anything more delightful
Than being distracted and engrossed
In the middle of a tindé and iswat*
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10. |
Emajer
03:37
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11. |
Aghregh Medin
04:20
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I call upon the wisdom of the people of knowledge.
Opinions battle each other
And I no longer believe in unity.
I will only believe in it again if
Those opinions serve a common ideal:
That of the people from which they emanate.
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