Kool Savas - Futurama versuri traducere în engleză
Futurama
[Intro: Alex Prince]
He came from where you are now, wrote what you're writing now
Nobody can keep up with him because he's too far ahead
They call him...
[Verse 1: Kool Savas]
They want me to reinvent the wheel
That's why each of my lines brings the action on like an adventure movie
Doesn't matter how firmly you believe in your will to ignore me
Cut it out, you dicks, I'm coming on creepy like campfire mood
Watch me, I have CSI find rappers' skulls
In the trunks of multiple cars
They wanna front against me? These jerks are gonna regret it later
Rappers meet more clichés than Boris Becker's taste in women
Class and flow, two things none of these punks have
Some people don't understand the point of my raps, as if they were a bad joke
Try it, you can't - imitate me? Ha ha, never, nada, nope
You guys ain't gangsta, you're dumber than Paris Hilton
You got a special relationship with your dads, no matter
Me a murderer? I used to be one, now I'm a serial killer
And I don't mean binge watching The Simpsons
Wanna battle me? You wanker, that's childish crap
You stand better chances of getting a seat in an Indian bus
[Hook: Alex Prince & Moe Mitchell]
He came from where you are now, wrote what you're writing now
Nobody can keep up with him because he's too far ahead, they call him
Futurama, they call him Futurama
He came from where you are now, wrote what you're writing now
Nobody can keep up with him because he's too far ahead, they call him
Futurama, they call him Futurama
[Verse 2: Kool Savas]
Here he comes - Essah the Archangel, you better turn around on the spot
I'm presenting this intergalactic flow on a silver platter
But you can't touch it like Edward Scissorhands
They think I'm done, well, we'll see who will triumph in the end
I had to fight for everything I have
Now I'm defending the position of this music like a soldier
To the left, to the right, where my enemies at? King S, second to none
Fresher than 7-up, laying these cats down like Tommy Lee did to Pamela
Anybody here on the same level? No!
This world looks to me like The Life of Brian
My theory: If a donkey is the dumbest animal
Then we can impossibly be the pinnacle of creation
For you donkey are dumber than a donkey, go and take your life, please
That's not a sin, that's damage control
Don't pretend to yourself you're into chicks when you're sucking dicks
I'm writing bars that shine like ice crystals in the sunlight
As another sheet of ice breaks off in Antarctica, as we all slowly do
...
[Hook: Alex Prince & Moe Mitchell]
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01.02.2025
Doctor Faust
Oh, Doctor Faust
Behind you, do you see all these years you've spent wasting your life?
It's time for you to let yourself live life
Oh, Doctor Faust
Diving like this into dead languages, that's not life
If you spend time with them, living languages will revive you
Oh, Doctor Faust
Science is a well where you drown yourself, if you want my opinion
Descend into the well of pleasure because that's life
Oh, Doctor Faust
Leave your Talmudic and astrologic studies behind
Instead, prepare a thesis on my anatomy
Oh, Doctor Faust
Throw your books away, forget Latin, smile at live
In my arms, you'll get to know love and life
Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
Oh, Doctor Faust
Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
01.02.2025
On board of the Aspasia
You traveled in pursuit of your destiny
To white but mournful Switzerland
Always in the deck in a chez-lung downstairs
by the familiar and saddest cause
Always restlessly your folks have been prowling around
But you, staring at the wings, were indifferent
You laughed bitterly at what they said because you felt
That you were travelling to the land of death
One night when we were passing through Stroboli
You said to some laughing man in a joking tone:
'How my sick body looks as it burns,
to the flaming top of the volcano!'
Then I saw you in Marcilia as you were lost
in the noise without turning back
And I who loved only the wet expanse,
I say I could love thee
01.02.2025
Gramophonomaniac
In room of miss Janka
winders and curtains tremble
Like in a fury there a gramophone plays
Because miss Janka is a gramophone maniac
From morning to morning constantly plays.
Syrena’s records are still brought by miss Janka,
She puts all of her money in it and continues to sing
And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
Neighbours of miss Janka, their wives and lovers declared, not being able to sleep at night:
We have enough of miss Janka,
that gramophone maniac,
the police needs to know about it
But when the officer came, miss Janka says
What to do, man, understand I’m afraid to sleep alone
And when I play on the gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me then I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have all of my concerns
As soon as the strict officer heard it himself and wanted to give advice to the poor maiden
He says to miss Janka, that gramophone maniac
„A pity, I will sleep here”
And since then every night from miss Janka’s room
The bas of officer makes the curtains tremble
And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
singable
01.02.2025
At the End of the Park
When sunset
makes the sky grow pale,
from the window,
I look around me.
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me,
of course,
I know it.
It's only an impression,
a trick of my heart
that makes me see
all this.
Tenderness
is something that
grows deep
in the soul.
If I remember
and if only
I think about you:
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me
and this time,
I know it.
You're no longer an impression,
a trick of my heart,
I've found
you again.
(At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.)
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me...