Alligatoah - Deeper Shit Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
Deeper Shit
[Part I - Alligatoah:]
Bright clouds, dark lightning and my heart is crying
My eye blinks, why could not you be fair?
The wound is open, but I know the pain
And I ride through the desert on a burning horse
Besides, you have no chance in the ghetto
Because life is hard, hard like my dic-
Love is over, we have distanced ourselves
And politicians are to blame that nothing happens here
The times are cold, the sights are mute, the words are blind, ah
My parents died as children
And I hope you forgive me again
The last candle falls and I ask you: why?
If you have gone astray, everything is in ruins
Please tell me, why is there war on the earth?
Why does one sense the cold from my neighborhood?
Wake up, you can see, you are the woman of my life
Brother
(Man, that's)
Deep shit, I don't know what it's about
I go to battle and then I'm wiser
The butterfly is sweating and the ghetto is dark
What do I mean by that?
One does not know, one whispers
That's deep shit, I do not know what
I go to battle and then I'm smarter
The butterfly is sweating and the ghetto is dark
What do I mean by that?
One does not know, one whispers
(Yeah)
Life is tough when you're on the street
Sometimes cars just show up and run you over
It's struggle
If you are hungry, then you must never lose your way.
You are my flesh, my blood, you are a steak of mine
It's a rocky path, your nightmare is hard
But head up, believe it and your dream will come true
These are the shackles of concrete that cling tightly to you
I want to get out of here, but I do not have a jackhammer
No matter how hard life fucks you, do not give up
A car accident took both your arms, raise your fist
One for all and All for one
Life is a single combat, never trust the person in front of you
Because I came to give you freedom and love
You are my darling, I will never let you go again
I'm falling on my knees for you, because that's a Deeper Shit
Believe me, I love you, you are so lovely
Bitch
(Man, that's)
Deep shit, I don't know what it's about
I go to battle and then I'm wiser
The butterfly is sweating and the ghetto is dark
What do I mean by that?
One does not know, one whispers
Man, that's deep shit, I don't know what it's about
I go to battle and then I'm wiser
The butterfly is sweating and the ghetto is dark
What do I mean by that?
One does not know, one whispers
I can not believe it's over
The dream bursts like a frog when you step on it
I need you, baby, your curly hair
Blowing in the wind, but your head is bald
And I'm going my way, in the name of God
Can you see the Ghetto, can you see it in Copenhagen?
It makes me sad, I can not endorse that
Then I will donate blood because I can cry blood
You discuss, but still it doesn't get any better for us
I do not mince words, because then the acoustics would be worse
But do not listen to the people, listen to your heart
It makes * bum bum, bum bum *
Listen, go ahead
I have to deal with the kilos because I'm losing my job now
No perspective, not even the frog's perspective
You hear me talking, I have butterflies in my stomach
And you can also take that literally
...
That's deep shit, I don't know what it's about
I go to battle and then I'm wiser
The butterfly is sweating and the ghetto is dark
What do I mean by that?
One does not know, one whispers
That's deep shit, I don't know what it's about
I go to battle and then I'm wiser
The butterfly is sweating and the ghetto is dark
What do I mean by that?
One does not know, one whispers
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25.11.2024
Chrysanthemum
(ydn.)
Mom, I tried.
Mom, I tried.
Yes, you did.
Mom, I tried.
(Nimeni Altu`)
Art is a flower destined to die in order to better understand humanity,
the beauty of life, and happiness, and this has been my pursuit.
Art soothes our pain, it makes us laugh, it makes us cry.
Art awakens pleasure, it's both therapy and the fear we overcome.
An express train carriage where the soul's expression always prevails.
Art heals the spirit, in the darkness, it's the light of the air.
Art makes you better, it's an exchange of knowledge and reflections on life, a recognition of creation, in fact, everything that poets recite.
Art is the last drop of water for a society in the desert, and for humanity, it remains its only testament.
Art is the freedom we had when we were children and played, we were poor and smiled, creating something from the little we had.
Art is the treasure box of the Earth, it's freedom for a prisoner, it's sight for the blind and a voice for the mute.
Art is sound for the deaf.
Art is the treasure of the soul that remains through time, beyond space.
Art is an older photograph of an entire generation.
(ydn.)
You smile sadly in pictures now, a silent shadow in flowers made of ash.
Give me long nights to dream of us, getting drunk with Mayflowers,
For I wish you would listen to what I sing now, it's all you carry along life's path, it's all that hurts when you can't sleep, it's the chrysanthemum in my hair.
I wish I could fly through clouds of longing to embrace you when everything is empty, and we could paint faces in the rain. I wish we wouldn’t forget about us.
About us,
About us,
About us,
Together...
25.11.2024
Mr. Gershwin
In my grandfather's attic
I found a Fred Astaire record
From the time when the streets of Broadway
Were dancing
All the old mechanical toys suddenly awakened by this music
Then jumped out their cardboard boxes
In one bound
And all around me
With cries of joy
They sang together
In the middle of the attic which lit up
Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
Our grandfathers didn't have
A TV to entertain themselves
But back then, all the Broadway theaters
Were singing
Some were doing tap dancing
Others were playing the trumpet
And you were writing the Rhapsody in Blue
For us
It was the time of swing
And Charlie Chaplin
But we, to show you
That even in this attic you're not forgotten...
Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
25.11.2024
In Vain
Why didn't I say anything?
I know it's my fault, but I'm just too much of a coward
I can handle myself
Why didn't I dare to say it?
We were just friends, but I was hoping for something more
I know I have made it difficult
Because I have never said anything
I'm holding onto a little hope
But I can't say it now
You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
Oh, come on
As if I didn't feel anything for you
You've never showed that you want to be with me
No, no
Oh, once again
Have I hit my head first and sacrificed you?
There was no way we were going to happen
No, no, no
You have made it difficult
Because you have never said anything
Oh, only once I have moved on
That's when you're standing here in the same place
You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
Yes, it's too late
And expected
It goes without saying until I let go
You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
25.11.2024
Going even further (Reprise)
Going even further
And sailing by your side
To discover in the morning
Beaches yet to be explored
Then going even further
Being able to start all over again
Under the horizon, at eternity's reflection
All together, we can, we want to,
we will go even further