A keresés eredménye

In The Battle

Jota it's for you
For you my brother
Incessant stress
I lost my moment
The deviation is constant
And becomes irritating
The offer is beyond too much
Far from being gratuitous
The process is slow
And the expense is fortuitous
Precariousness is released
The world is at war
A crushed society
One shouts, another sleeps
Fill my head?
I'm afraid of that happening
If I skid again
My soul won't return
 
My straw is short
But that's how I focus myself
All in expectation of a fault
Of seeing a defect here within
Each day is a battle
They close the doors but I come in
I won't throw in my towel
And if there's a window, I'm coming in
 
I just to walk the straight path
But sometimes it's not possible
I have such a desire to scream
I have daughters to raise
I cannot falter
I just to walk the straight path
But sometimes it's not possible
I have such a desire to scream
I have daughters to raise
I cannot falter
 
The fight starts off poorly, I leave the house
A lot of people, a lot of urgency
Man, I don't want any flame
And if someone crosses themselves like the Gaza strip
I quickly take a deep breath
It doesn't kill me, it just slows me down
I catch the bus to the nursery with my daughter
Outside is a man who thinks I look like a sucker
To him public transport means a low salary
He sees it all wrong because my finances are different to that
 
My straw is short
But that's how I focus myself
All in expectation of a fault
Of seeing a defect here within
Each day is a battle
They close the doors but I come in
I won't throw in my towel
And if there's a window, I'm coming in
 
I just to walk the straight path
But sometimes it's not possible
I have such a desire to scream
I have daughters to raise
I cannot falter
I just to walk the straight path
But sometimes it's not possible
I have such a desire to scream
I have daughters to raise
I cannot falter
 
Yep
Sometimes is seems that there isn't a way
And this is what I think
Get up bro, please don't die on me
We drew up a plan to get out of these dungeons
Fighting in make-believe in a borrowed life
We're slaves to a debt that will never be erased
We ripped up the contract, evaded the trap
Created the syndicate and taught sharing
We went to the jungle to train in guerrilla tactics
We started with separation, then the use of the cedilla
 
I just to walk the straight path
But sometimes it's not possible
I have such a desire to scream
I have daughters to raise
I cannot falter
I just to walk the straight path
But sometimes it's not possible
I have such a desire to scream
I have daughters to raise
I cannot falter
 
I'm inside, I'm inside
If there's a window I'm inside
I'm inside, I'm inside
If there's a window I'm inside
I'm inside, I'm inside
If there's a window I'm inside
I'm inside, I'm inside
If there's a window I'm inside
Jota, it's for you
We're together always
Rest in peace
 

Let's go, Son

Let’s go my son. Let’s go to our homeland.
Let’s go to that valley and pick newly-sprouted khavrtsil.
We pick, we pick, and that will save us.
Let’s go my son. Let’s go to our homeland.
 
There the birds are singing sweetly,
There the swallows are clapping their wings
The stones, the stones, without us, are crying.
Let’s go my son. Let’s go to our homeland.
 
Our father is there, our mother is there.
They are crying sweetly and in a pained voice.
How can we not go to our homeland?
Let’s go my son. Let’s go to our homeland.
 
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