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Mory Kante - Yeke Yeke







Mory Kante - Yeke Yeke Lyrics

Bi sounkouroun lou la donkégna, aha
Bi sounkouroun lou la donkégna, aha 
I madji I ma yélé 
I kanan n'bila nara ro 
N'bo n'bolo bila 
Kanfalani yana sara le ila 

Yékéké nimo yé ké yé ké 
Yékéké nimo yé ké yé ké 

Bi kamberen lou la donkégna, aha 
Bi kamberen lou la donkégna, aha 
I madji I ma yélo 
I kanan n'bila nara ro 
N'bo n'bolo bila 
Gnin kisse gbela serra le ils 

Yékéké nimo yé ké yé ké 

Ké woyé boli lalé n'na doni kassi kan 
Woyé boli lalé (Hey, hey! ) 

Ké woyé boli lalé n'na doni kassi kan 
Woyé boli lalé (Hey, hey! ) 

I kanan n'bila doni kassi kan 
Woyé boli lalé (Wo dén té soron) 
Nyé n'ta sorona kono mi ma ta I yonfé (Wo dén té soron lonkéléna) 
Sini Mory la diyandé 
Timba bara wouloukounta 
Souba ma kata I yala 
Ah sara lila 

Yékéké nimo yé ké yé ké
Yékéké nimo yé ké yé ké (Djely mousso ni kédjou to wara bo) 
Yékéké nimo yé ké yé ké (M'ba mofila téma yan féou) 
Yékéké nimo yé ké yé ké 
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/m/mory_kante/yeke_yeke.html ]
Bi kamberen lou la donkégna, aha
Bi sounkouroun lou la donkégna, aha 
I madji I ma yélo I kanan n'bila nara ro 
N'bo n'bolo bila kanfalani yana sara le ila 

Yékéké nimo yé ké yé ké 
Yékéké nimo yé ké yé ké 

Ké woyé boli lalé n'na doni kassi kan Woyé boli lalé (Hey, hey! ) 
Ké woyé boli lalé n'na doni kassi kan Woyé boli lalé (Hey, hey! ) 
Ké woyé boli lalé n'na doni kassi kan Woyé boli lalé (Hey, hey! ) 
Ké woyé boli lalé n'na doni kassi kan Woyé boli lalé (Hey, hey! ) 

I kanan n'bila doni kassi kan Woyé boli lalé (Wo dén té soron) 
I kanan n'bila doni kassi kan Woyé boli lalé (Wo dén té soron) 
Nyé n'ta sorona kono mi ma ta I yonfé (Wo dén té soron lonkéléna) 
Nyé n'ta sorona kono mi ma ta I yonfé (Wo dén té soron lonkéléna) 
Sini Mory la diyandé Timba bara wouloukounta souba ma kata I yala 
Ah sara lila 

Yékéké nimo yé ké yé ké
Yékéké nimo yé ké yé ké 
Yékéké nimo yé ké yé ké 
Yékéké nimo yé ké yé ké 
Yékéké nimo yé ké yé ké

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