Bongo Bong

i always thought this song was about donkey kong. i used to watch the show, which im sure no one remembers, and in it, he lived on kongo bongo island. papa was "king of the congo... deep down in the jungle i started bangin my first bongo." he jumped on barrels or something in the show, and now they have that donkey konga game where you play bongos to control him. "Bangin' on my bongo all that swing belongs to me...I'm a king without a crown" DK is the king of swing, and he doesnt have a crown. he has a tie. idk, its just my thoughts, but i think there are a lot of coincidences.

does anyone have the french part?

Je ne t´aime plus mon amour Je ne t´aime plus tout le jour There ^

I just listened to the other part in french and it is parfois j'aimerais mourir tellement j'ai voulu croire parfois j'aimerais mourir pour ne plus rien avoir parfois j'aimerais mourir pour plus jamais te voir Parfois j'aimerais mourir tellement (il n')y a plus d'espoir Parfois j'aimerais mourir pour plus jamais te revoir parfois j'aimerais mourir pour ne plus rien savoir. I hope I helped. :)

what is translation of the french text?

i think the french part he says something about being hopless, and "wanting to die so i would never have to see you again. " or something like that. i'm not sure.

I don't love you anymore, my love, etc. And then he goes 'i would like to die so i don't have to see you again....' and so on.

one of the catchiest songs ever.

can you translate the frensh part? ^^ sry i dont speak this language

So acting on grrl's lead and having in passing recognized the first two lines of French as something on the order of,

"I do not love you any more my love I do not love you any more all the day",

I ran the rest of grrl's transcription thru the BabelFish language translator. So as grrl writes later on, we get

I just listened to the other share in french and it is
[enters now the Mighty BabelFish, Stage Left]... sometimes I would like to die so much I wanted to believe sometimes I would like to die more nothing to have sometimes I would like to die for seeing you never again Sometimes I would like to die so much (it)y does not have any more a hope Sometimes I would like to die for re-examining you never again sometimes I would like to die more nothing to know.

All of which makes perfect sense as-nestled in the midst of the cheery-cheery-senseless-fool madcap/madhouse lyric /anglais,/ with the broken heart bizness downright cleverly left out of the language for a certain amusingly-edited benefit to all but the [now these days known-torturing and -heartless, so why waste the lyric breath on 'em?] carpetbaggin' truthy-shallow /anglos./

Keep 'em guessing, leave 'em laughing, never put a pencil in one's hands, and live to see another day for so long as ever one can. I expect pretty much everyone in that classically broke-up po'boy's fled-to city was likely a fluent French speaker to begin with. (Also a stranger, and street-smart too...)

Exquisitely subtle sociocultural sabotage there is in those lyrics - wonderfully expressive to the fully world-literate. A man with a broken heart going crazy in the city where he is a stranger and keeping all the little he has left as best he can to his more compassionate countrymen. Ah, yes, and just another monkey-man in the streets (but this one with a bongo) to the blinkered, matrix-dwelling, big.money ugly-bizness American man in the Bermuda shorts, crossing the street at Five Corners amid a steady hail of senseless, madcap, inexplicable bongo-bong on his way to the consul's office or somesuch.

No P-Nackers were consulted in the composition of this opus, I daresay with some good confidence. This one r-o-c-k-s, world-class and classic.

So I hope this wee exercise in cyber-lookup helped too. Grrl, thank you for your well-tuned Francaise ear and nimble fingers! 0{:-)o