Jericho (Bonus Track) - Samy Deluxe Übersetzung ins Englische

Jericho (Bonus Track)

Yeah Samy! [?]

Kenn kein', der so kling kann, rappen, reden, schreien oder Singsang
Fing an in den Neunzigern, ging dann
Steil durch die Decke mit dem Style, den ich rappte, keiner konnte es verhindern
Alles gut, doch dann fiel mir auf, irgendwann:
Vieles in mir drin ist nicht nötig wie mein Blinddarm
Konnt's einfach nicht sehen, so wie Frodo mit dem Ring an
Und alles hat 'ne gute und 'ne schlechte Seite - Yin Yang
Spiele "Ching, Chang, Chong" mit dem Schicksal
Weiß nicht, ob ich dies' Spiel je gewinn' kann
Aber bin dann, ohne mein Gehirn krank
Zum Glück hab' ich paar Heilkräuter im Schrank
Vielen Dank für die Sympathie, inşallah bin ich bald da im Heiligen Land
Aber bislang häng ich fest in Schland
Bekomme 'nen Milzbrand von dem ganzen Stillstand
Bitte chill, Mann, schau dir diesen Film an
Komm bald in den Soundtrack zu den ganzen Bildern
Die ich in mei'm Kopf hab', sieh, so viele Opfer
Unserer Gesellschaft, keiner der ihn' hilft, Mann
Dieser Song kann die Schmerzen nicht lindern
Aber vielleicht motiviert er paar von den Kindern
Etwas zu ändern, die Mauern einreißen
Wie Powers zu fighten, von Gentleman

We got to let them know (oh), got to let them know
We got to let them know (oh), got to let them know
We got to let them know, got-got-got to let them know
Tear down the walls like the Horns of Jericho

Yeah!
Gentleman, heiliger Bimbam
Kann doch nicht sein, dass jemand so geil singen kann
Combination die alles hier killt, Mann
Soundboy Killa in 'ner Villa in Kingston
Stoß mit 'nem,Ting' an, mit 'nem Schuss Jamaican Rum, chill' dann wie 'n Indianer im Wigwam
Bin ein Blickfang so wie Big Pun nur mit Slip an, zeigt das nicht euern Kindern
I see the walls crumble down when we come around
Gentleman, Sam Semilli mit dem Hammersound
Across the seven seas, straight from the underground
Jo, Gentleman, make them know
Yao, vielleicht sollte ich Rasta werden
Mit 'ner Weed-Farm in den Kasseler Bergen
Babylon will uns den Spaß verderben
Will uns dazu bringen, arm zu sterben
Damit unsere Kids kein' Zaster erben
Im Knast landen und krass verderben
Jeder muss mal erwachsen werden
Wachstumsschmerzen

Wir reißen Mauern ein, um aus den Steinen Brücken bauen
Wir kamen in das Paradies, pflückten die Früchte vom Baum
Lass uns die Grenzen überqueren, ich seh' 'ne Lücke im Zaun
Das Glück schien wie ein Traum, aber wir machen Wirklichkeit draus

We got to let them know (oh), got to let them know
We got to let them know (oh), got to let them know
We got to let them know, got-got-got to let them know
Feel down the [impulse?] like the hoods of Jericho

Jericho (Bonus Track)

Yeah Samy! [?]

I don't know anyone who can sound like this, rap, talk, scream or sing
Started in the nineties, then went
Straight through the roof with the style I rapped, no one could stop it
Everything's good, but then I realized, at some point:
A lot inside of me is unnecessary, like my appendix
I just couldn't see it, like Frodo with the ring on
And everything has a good and a bad side - Yin Yang
Playing "Ching, Chang, Chong" with fate
Don't know if I can ever win this game
But then, without driving myself crazy
Luckily, I have some healing herbs in the cupboard
Thank you for the sympathy, inshallah I'll be there soon in the Holy Land
But so far I'm stuck in Germany
Getting anthrax from all the standstill
Please chill, man, watch this movie
I'll be in the soundtrack to all the pictures soon
That I have in my head, see, so many victims
Of our society, no one to help them, man
This song can't ease the pain
But maybe it will motivate some of the kids
To change something, tear down the walls
Like Powers to fight, from Gentleman

We got to let them know (oh), got to let them know
We got to let them know (oh), got to let them know
We got to let them know, got-got-got to let them know
Tear down the walls like the Horns of Jericho

Yeah!
Gentleman, holy moly
It can't be that someone can sing so well
Combination that kills everything here, man
Soundboy Killa in a villa in Kingston
Toast with a Ting, with a shot of Jamaican rum, chill like an Indian in a wigwam
I'm an eye-catcher like Big Pun only in briefs, don't show this to your kids
I see the walls crumble down when we come around
Gentleman, Sam Semilli with the hammer sound
Across the seven seas, straight from the underground
Yo, Gentleman, make them know
Yao, maybe I should become a Rasta
With a weed farm in the Kassel mountains
Babylon wants to spoil our fun
Wants to make us die poor
So that our kids don't inherit any money
End up in jail and go bad
Everyone has to grow up sometime
Growing pains

We tear down walls to build bridges from the stones
We came to paradise, picked the fruits from the tree
Let's cross the borders, I see a gap in the fence
Happiness seemed like a dream, but we make it reality

We got to let them know (oh), got to let them know
We got to let them know (oh), got to let them know
We got to let them know, got-got-got to let them know
Feel down the [impulse?] like the hoods of Jericho