Make Him Angry (Malgache Cover) 2 by Niavo

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Make Him Angry (Malgache Cover) 2

Malgache Cover

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misaotra — let us praise the light
may all souls be blessed beneath the coastal night
a market breathes, a boat horn calls, and lanterns hum
this is where we meet the tide and what we've done
we walk the stall-lined streets where lemongrass and salt collide
your jacket flutters in the wind, the sea remembers how we tried
let us thank himakable for every borrowed grace we keep
but there’s a tremor in your hand, a phone that wakes you from your sleep
look who’s on the line again — it vibrates like a drum
i feel the weight of all those words, the quiet coming undone
i sip a bitter tea to steady, trying not to cry
the harbour lights are gentle, but the ache will not lie
the food makes him angry — ny sakafo mampahatezitra azy
the food makes him angry — ny sakafo mampahatezitra azy
it’s more than spice and salt; it pulls at something inside
the food makes him angry — ny sakafo mampahatezitra azy
we used to laugh beneath the banyan, trading small, tired jokes
you fed the hungry sparrows crumbs, then swallowed sudden smoke
a plate of stubborn memories, a bowl of old regret
you tighten at the edges — the way he looks, you can’t forget
look who calls you back again — your voice, it slips and bends
i hear the market selling hope while the evening slowly ends
i hold a handful of warm bread, wish i could hand you light
the coastal wind remembers songs that fade into the night
the food makes him angry — ny sakafo mampahatezitra azy
but there’s a softer rhythm beneath the rising tide and cry
the food makes him angry — yet the town keeps singing on
ny sakafo mampahatezitra azy — then the worry moves along
under the moon the valiha hums, the hands that play it slow
mafana ny fo — the heart is warm, though trouble comes and goes
tsy ho kivy aho — i will not bow to every storm
we thread our voices through the dark and find a new refrain to form
the food makes him angry — ny sakafo mampahatezitra azy
the food makes him angry — ny sakafo mampahatezitra azy
we say it once, we say it soft, then let the melody fly
the food makes him angry — ny sakafo mampahatezitra azy
misaotra for the light, for market dawn and wind that heals
we leave the plate, we leave the past, we learn the way it feels
ny sakafo mampahatezitra azy — we sing it and set it free
a coastal prayer, a quiet vow, a new day by the sea