[male
vocals] (
Steady
rhythmic
pulse,
warm
acoustic
guitar
chords)
Yeah
From
the
heart
of
Bibemi
We
build
it
up
Day
by
day
Let
the
work
speak
Dabo
Djamdi
Mekano
is
the
name
I
bear
Fixing
up
the
engines
with
a
steady
pair
Auto
and
motobike,
I
make
them
run
so
smooth
In
the
streets
of
Bibemi,
I
find
my
groove
Turning
every
wrench
with
a
focused
mind
Leaving
all
the
broken
parts
far
behind
It
is
a
humble
path
but
a
prideful
way
Working
hard
to
see
a
brighter
day
Oh
Dabo
Djamdi,
the
master
of
the
gear
Building
up
the
future,
let
it
all
be
clear
For
the
love
of
family,
for
the
work
I
do
Everything
I
build
is
coming
back
to
you
From
the
garage
floor
to
the
open
street
With
the
rhythm
of
the
city
and
the
engine
heat
From
the
garage
floor
to
the
open
street
With
the
rhythm
of
the
city
and
the
engine
heat
Sirina
by
my
side,
she
is
the
guiding
light
Mother
to
my
children,
keeping
us
so
bright
Aïcha,
Abdelmadjid,
and
Moussa
Ba
Petel
Filling
up
our
home
with
the
stories
that
we
tell
I
work
for
the
children,
I
work
for
the
wife
Giving
them
the
best
of
this
mechanical
life
Every
piston
firing
is
a
rhythm
in
my
soul
Keeping
this
family
heart
completely
whole
Oh
Dabo
Djamdi,
the
master
of
the
gear
Building
up
the
future,
let
it
all
be
clear
For
the
love
of
family,
for
the
work
I
do
Everything
I
build
is
coming
back
to
you
From
the
garage
floor
to
the
open
street
With
the
rhythm
of
the
city
and
the
engine
heat
And
Souadatou
too,
with
her
grace
so
deep
Mother
of
my
Saddam,
promises
to
keep
A
family
united
under
one
big
sun
In
Bibemi
town,
the
work
is
never
done
I
balance
all
the
love,
I
balance
all
the
steel
Showing
what
is
true
and
showing
what
is
real
So
when
you
hear
the
engine
start
to
hum
and
roar
Know
that
Dabo
Mekano
is
knocking
at
the
door
I
am
a
creator,
an
artist
with
the
tool
Living
by
the
logic,
living
by
the
rule
Sirina
and
Souadatou,
the
queens
of
my
heart
Giving
me
the
strength
to
finish
what
I
start
Aïcha,
Abdel,
Moussa,
Saddam
too
Every
single
movement
is
inspired
by
you
Oh
Dabo
Djamdi,
the
master
of
the
gear
Building
up
the
future,
let
it
all
be
clear
For
the
love
of
family,
for
the
work
I
do
Everything
I
build
is
coming
back
to
you
From
the
garage
floor
to
the
open
street
With
the
rhythm
of
the
city
and
the
engine
heat
Bibemi
strong
Working
all
night
long
Engine
to
the
heart
Never
fall
apart
Yeah,
Dabo
Djamdi
Mekano
for
life
Keep
it
turning
Keep
it
burning (
Fade
out
with
steady
percussion)