Nightbird - Biga Ranx Übersetzung ins Englische

Nightbird

All mi have is imagination
Music a mi occupation
Minuit sonne et le monde résonne dans mes pensées
Like a bird at night
Lost in flight
Looking for a place to call my own
Looking for a place to call my own
Ticket to the mignight train
Ticket to the mignight train
Listen up people it a mi brand new campaign
You wanna know my style that a dub champagne
And if you don't know right a now mi explain:
Mi love mi riddim smooth that a ease up the pain
Inna digital style from a way back when
A good slow music weh mi come fi defend
So gwaan my selecta
Mi seh play it till the end
Let's take a trip upon your sound system
Ticket to the mignight train
Ticket to the mignight train
Like a bird at night
Lost in flight
Looking for a place to call my own
Looking for a place to call my own
All mi have is imagination
Music a mi occupation
Minuit sonne et ma journée peut commencer
All mi have is imagination
Music a mi occupation
1/4 past midnight I'm this bird outta ligt
I get lost in flight and it's all I got to say
Minuit sonne et le monde résonne dans mes pensées
Minuit sonne et ma journée peut commencer
Minuit sonne et le monde résonne dans mes pensées
Minuit sonne et ma journée peut commencer
Suis-je un Lagardère en charge d'acceuillir le soleil
Je veille sur la ville quand les anges de la nuit sommeilent
Je te salue la Lune toi ma meilleure alliée
Toi qui m'accompagne tout les soirs du calendrier
Minuit sonne et le monde résonne dans mes pensées
Minuit sonne et ma journée peut commencer
Minuit sonne et le monde résonne dans mes pensées
Minuit sonne
And it's all I got to say

Nightbird

All I have is my imagination
Music is my occupation
Midnight strikes, and the world echoes in my thoughts
Like a bird at night
Lost in flight
Looking for a place to call my own
Looking for a place to call my own
Ticket to the midnight train
Ticket to the midnight train
Listen up, people, it's my brand new campaign
You wanna know my style? It's dub champagne
And if you don't know right now, I'll explain:
I love my rhythm smooth, it eases the pain
In a digital style from way back when
Good slow music that I've come to defend
So go on, my selector
I say play it till the end
Let's take a trip upon your sound system, girl
Ticket to the midnight train
Ticket to the midnight train
Like a bird at night
Lost in flight
Looking for a place to call my own
Looking for a place to call my own
All I have is my imagination
Music is my occupation
Midnight strikes, and my day can begin
All I have is my imagination
Music is my occupation
A quarter past midnight, I'm this bird out of light
I get lost in flight, and it's all I got to say
Midnight strikes, and the world echoes in my thoughts
Midnight strikes, and my day can begin
Midnight strikes, and the world echoes in my thoughts
Midnight strikes, and my day can begin
Am I a Lagardère, in charge of welcoming the sun?
I watch over the city when the angels of the night are sleeping
I salute you, Moon, you my best ally
You who accompany me every night of the calendar
Midnight strikes, and the world echoes in my thoughts
Midnight strikes, and my day can begin
Midnight strikes, and the world echoes in my thoughts
Midnight strikes
And it's all I got to say, darling