Die Antwoord - Wat Pomp dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
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What pump
[Intro]
Ninja
Yo-Yo-Yo-Yo-Landi Visser
Jack Parow
DJ Hi-Tek
Die Fucking Antwoord
[Chorus]
What are you pumping? *
What are you pumping?
Pumping what, Pumping what, What are you pumping?
What are you pumping?
What are you pumping?
Pumping what, Pumping what, What are you pumping?
What are you pumping?
What are you pumping?
Pumping what, Pumping what, What are you pumping?
What are you pumping?
What are you pumping?
Pumping what, Pumping what, Pumping what?
[Verse 1: Yo-landi Visser]
Fresh futuristic
Me I’m a misfit, drinking my 5 roses tea with a biscuit
I’m sweet and I’m twisted, like a koeksuster **
I'm calm, oh, we go ballistic, you can’t fuck with this shit
It’s dark and it’s different, pay attention or be like 'Fuck it, I missed it'
([Ninja] Joe, but she's dangerous/poisonous, oh jeez is it?)
Punch back brother, cause I spit when I spit shit
I missed it
My number’s unlisted
Yo fuck the system, I got my own system
Pussy, I won’t listen, my tricky-dicky song blows systems
You can hear me coming from the distance
Watch out people, I get up to mischief
You fucking disgusting thick lip on a tik rock
My style is poison, it’s a freak pack of gum
Dangerous babe up on page 3 of 'Die Son' ***
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Jack Parow]
What are you pumping?
Get drunk on pills
Rot inside as the cool pop singers sing
I appear out of the steam of the shower
Like a dream or a vision, a uncle on a mission
Mirror, mirror on the wall tell me who's ill
I'm touched with true skill
I bust the blue steel
Shit, the mirror’s misty
Sjoe, who can this be
Let's see the sexy reflection
Pure perfection, (guy) on a cig
Stonewashed jeans palm trees on my shirt
Tssss
Fuck yes I'm dressed for success, my breath is fucking fresh
Jack Parow!
([Ninja] There you go, baby)
Look at that nice romantic Afrikaans superstar rapper
Fucking check me out, let the beat drop player
The name's Jack Parow, fuck Steve Hofmeyer
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Ninja]
Me and my super fresh look to the rescue
We come to gently caress you
Like two warm balls in a nice cold palm
Make you feel strange when the mic’s on
Okay, this is my song
Fuck you, I think you're a pussy!
I take you for a pussy cos you sound like a pussy!
You rap like a pussy and you sing like a pussy!
Hold my nose closed cos you stink like a pussy!
Alright lemme speak yo, all up in this freak show
Okay, check out my skill, no fucking clue
Like my name was Nigel
Don't insult me
I'll tell my mom
Okay, just leave it
If it doesn’t fit, force it, that’s my motto
I'm not weird, you're weird
I’m just flippin' new here
I rap like a sore thumb, what’s up with you brother?
I fit right in, like my cock in your mother
So don’t tell me I’ve got no fire
I’m running on the spot and I’m so tired
Hair getting blown back by my blow dryer
You fucker, you fucker
[Chorus]
[Ninja]
Uuh (Hosss)
2009 (Yo)
Die fucking Antwoord (Fresh futuristic)
Yo, DJ Hi-Tek (Clearly)
Yo-landi Visser (Some fucking fancy shit)
Uuh
[Yo-Landi]
You check me out on the streets (Yo)
You check me out in a fucking fancy restaurant (We’re very fancy)
Yo, you check me out on page 3 in 'Die Son'
[Ninja]
Yo, the fucking ninja (Ouch)
Stainless steel stab comin’ at ya
My chest hair nicely shaved (There he is!)
Donald Duck cap from the overseas (Cute!)
Fresh
Don’t fuck with my style
Ninja... I’m a tiger
Yo, where the fuck is Jack?
Jack?
Parow?
[Yo-landi]
I think he's in the toilet
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További dalszöveg fordítások
2024.11.25.
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...
2024.11.25.
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
2024.11.25.
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?
2024.11.25.
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