Paroles et traduction Killua - N'funeral T'djalit Mire

N'funeral T'djalit Mire

N′funeral t'djalit mire
Vi me vrap e t′pshtyj en ftyre
Me kane i mire se kam per detyre
Se kerrkush s'em pagu mu per me u shtire
T'vi n′shpi pshurri n′lavaman nihem i lire
Kush karin je ti, shok je tu m'thirre
Ku karin ke ti kur e pata veshtire
E baj ket mut per veti e tim bir
Lirikisht jam pambarimisht i pashterushem
Ish dashnorja jeme fje me tjere une e du shume
Pranaj jam gzu shume, une kam hup shume
Kallzom sonte kush karin jam une?
Jam ai qe e kish puth Gandhin n′faqe
E kish rreh grushta masanej fol per paqe
Jam si masturbimet e shenjtorve mes nate
I trishte si fundjavat e cifteve n'clube

Sonte nihem me fat du me vra veten
Tane e keni vra po ju s′kallzoni t'verteten
Ju s′jeni kurr vetem merrni dashni nga ekrani
Ni jete plot aventura e jetume prej divani

Ca po ndodh po baj moral m'fal
Nal, per kto tekste s'em vje kush en festival
Une s′jam banal sdi pse e ma thuni
Banalitet a me u kliku cdo lloj majmuni ma shume se Elina Duni
Kur pelqej dika une hallakatem
Kallzom Donike a do Gjergjin apo Shpaten
Jam idhnu me ty si Zoti me Papen
Se ti m′ke mush me rrena si librat e shkolles canten
Ata qe t'perqafojne n′vesh t'flasin bukur
Mos u var prej tyne durt i kane si Freddy Krueger
Sir-A a n′bagazh te ni opeli me flutur
Vdis Bushter
Une kam ba art n'pampers
A kujto se m′ha mu per followers
Tu menu per misteret n'Univers
Kur t'bahem i famshem une do nisem per Tibet
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Se i besoj kerrkuj qe ni her ka nu lines
Gjithmone ni Eve i flet i gjarpen mas shpines
Me shokt imagjinar maj men tu kesh une tinez
Prej qejfit kur ia vran n'film baben Simbes

N'funeral T'djalit Mire

The funeral of the little wretched soul
I will wrap it in fabric of tears
As I watch the soul as it goes to its duty
As it wanders clueless without direction or a stir
It will never find peace nor will it hear my silent plea
Why are you crying, my sweet love?
Why do you worry when the path is difficult?
Have faith I am here and I'll never let go
Lyrically, I am a shepherd, your guidance I will sow
I love you dearly, my darling, you are my everything
My heart is full of joy, I am so happy to have you
Tell me, who am I, my sweet love?
I am the one who kissed Gandhi's forehead
I am the one who lifted mountains with my bare hands to spread peace
I am like the masturbation of saints in the middle of the night
I am as sad as the disappointment of couples in a nightclub

Tonight I am all alone I want to kill myself
You probably laughed at me when I shit my pants
You never call me, so take away the love from the screen
Our life is an adventure, we live it on the couch

What can happen to me I have no morals
No one will come to my festival for these lyrics
I am not common I don't know why you tell me that
Common things make me click on every type of monkey more than Elina Duni
When I like something, I shout it out
Tell me, my darling, do you want George or Sean
I am as close to them as God is to the Pope
Because you make me soft like the books in the school canteen
Those who hug you and talk nicely
Don't depend on them they are dirty like Freddy Krueger
Sir-A in the trunk of an Opel with a butterfly
Bushter is dead
I have art in my pampers
Do you think I am doing this for followers?
You menu for mysteries in the universe
When I become famous, I will go to Tibet
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Because I believe everyone has had enough
Eve always talks to the snake on her back
My imaginary friend, may I have you?
Out of joy when I kill the father of Simba in the movie