Kto to dohra do konca, ked zabudneme na seba? - Punkinson Übersetzung ins Englische

Kto to dohra do konca, ked zabudneme na seba?

Hlava bolí smerom tam, srdce omína ma cestou naspäť
Život sa rodí ale aj hasne
A všetko krasne má svoj čas (tik-tak-tik-tak)
A po čase c'est passé
Nechcem sa vrátiť už nevládzem
(No nezabúdam)
Preto neostáva mi nič iné ako ostať hustler
V hlave sa cítim ako v base
No aj doma bývalo to strašné
Myšlienkami by vytopil bazén ba aj oceán
A bol by sa v ňom býval utopil kebyže nepíše ako na páse
Bol by sa v ňom býval utopil kebyže nepíše ako na páse

Hiraeth
Hiraeth
Hiraeth
Hiraeth

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Who will finish it, when we forget about ourselves?

My head aches in that direction, my heart yearns on the way back
Life is born but also extinguished
And everything beautiful has its time (tick-tock-tick-tock)
And after a while, c'est passé
I don't want to go back, I can't anymore
(But I don't forget)
So I have no choice but to stay a hustler
I feel like I'm in prison inside my head
But even at home, it used to be terrible
I could flood a swimming pool, even an ocean, with my thoughts
And I would have drowned in it if I didn't write like on an assembly line
And I would have drowned in it if I didn't write like on an assembly line

Hiraeth
Hiraeth
Hiraeth
Hiraeth

(If you made it this far, thank you for listening