[INTRO]
I come from a tenere well used to sandstorms
I take my rest under the shadeless Anna et Tadjart bushes
I have never seen enough trees to make a forest
My home is the Tamesna white, naked and empty
It affords pasture to neither goat nor cow
It is the land of the young camel, who wanders after its mother
[1st VERSE / Chorus]
I come to a tenere which lies to the north of Bouss
A desert which is totally naked
Without a single tree, or even a twig
And when men travel there, it's always hot
[Chorus]
[2nd VERSE]
Now I've seen something that fills me with joy
A Tamashek who's living well
And comunicating through a satellite phone
Tied to the tree under which he rests
The buds fall all around him
All of that is thanks to Mano Dayak
[Chorus]