Paroles et traduction Pikku G - Stara

Stara

"Hei, pikkujb, tits vaikka joskus on vaikeeta,
Elm potkii phn, tulee tappioita ja takapakkia,
Niin ei pid luovuttaa, eik antaa periksi.
Tits, yks mun vanha frendi, Jake..."
Tuttu kerto stoorii Jakest, sen vanhast luokkafrendist
Ne soitti ylasteella kerhossa samas bndis
T jb hakkas rumpui, Jake rmpytti kitaraa
Ja oli ihan varma, et siit tulee viel stara
Jake skarppas koulus, skarppas ja skarppas lis
Ku se halus pst syksyl Sibeliuslukioon sisn
Mut sen is kski poikaa lopettaa ajattelun
Jake ei kuunnellu, seuras tappelu ja haistattelu
Sen faija aina pullon kaa dokas vaan himassa
Ja vhn vlii Jake tuli kouluun silm mustana
Ammatiltaan muurari, mut sairaselkkeell
Pojast tulee duunari, turha muut ees kuvitella
Jake halus Stadiin lukioon, elantonsa kitarasta
Ja koko suvus ei ollu ees ainuttakaan ylioppilasta
Jake vaan huus faijalleen: "Must tulee viel thti!"
Faija li lujempaa ja Jake himastansa lhti
Hn mennyt on pois sanomatta sanaakaan
On oven sulkenut vaan
Mut Jake tiet, mit tekee, tekee, tekee...
...ja mennyt menojaan
Sen saa mit haluu, jos vaan haluu tarpeeksi
Sit saa mit tilaa ja se lyt, joka ettii
Hn mennyt on pois sanomatta sanaakaan
On oven sulkenut vaan...
Mut Jake tiet, mit tekee, tekee, tekee...
...ja mennyt menojaan
Sen saa mit haluu, jos vaan haluu tarpeeksi
Sit saa mit tilaa ja se lyt, joka ettii
Jake ps kouluun, sai kmpn hoassilta kontulasta
Treenas kovempaa, entist tiukempi ote kitarasta
Ja koska pennin pennii ei herunu tukea himasta
Jake teki iltaduunii Alepassa kassal
Pisti uuden bndin kasaan, teki biisei, ssti rahaa
Et sais himaan kasiraiturin ja muuta musakamaa
Dusas demoi ja sendi niit leibeleille
Kymmenittin, ennenku yks niist lmpes sen biiseille
Ja sin pivn kun Jake ison sopimuksen sainas
Ei ollu kuulunu kolmeen vuoteen mitn faijast
Nyt olis ieltn jb, trckit soi radioissa
Ja video MTV: lle, hevisrotatiossa
Sen jlkeen ku telkust tuli suorana gaala,
Jos Jake palkittiin vuoden tulokkaana
Saapu tekstiviesti, kaks sanaa: "Onnee, poika"
Ja sin saman yn faija nukku pois, yo.
Hn mennyt on pois sanomatta sanaakaan
On oven sulkenut vaan
Mut Jake tiet, mit tekee, tekee, tekee...
...ja mennyt menojaan
Sen saa mit haluu, jos vaan haluu tarpeeksi
Sit saa mit tilaa ja se lyt, joka ettii
Hn mennyt on pois sanomatta sanaakaan
On oven sulkenut vaan...
Mut Jake tiet, mit tekee, tekee, tekee...
...ja mennyt menojaan
Sen saa mit haluu, jos vaan haluu tarpeeksi
Sit saa mit tilaa ja se lyt, joka ettii
Hn mennyt on...

Star

"Hey little one, even though things are tough sometimes,
Life kicks you down, you face losses and setbacks,
You shouldn't give up, don't give in.
Listen, one of my old friends, Jake..."
A familiar story about Jake, his old classmate
They played in the same band at the youth center
This guy played drums, Jake rocked the guitar
And was absolutely sure he'd become a star
Jake worked hard at school, harder and harder still
Because he wanted to get into Sibelius Academy in the fall
But his dad told him to stop dreaming
A fight and an argument followed, Jake didn't listen
His dad just drank at home with a bottle
And every now and then, Jake came to school with a black eye
A bricklayer by profession, but on sick leave
His son will become a worker, no need to imagine otherwise
Jake wanted to go to a high school in the city, make a living with his guitar
And in the whole family, there wasn't even a single high school graduate
Jake just yelled at his dad: "I'll become a star!"
Dad hit harder and Jake left home
He's gone without a word
Just closed the door
But Jake knows what he's doing, doing, doing...
...and gone his way
You get what you want, if you just want it enough
Then you get what you ask for and he who seeks shall find
He's gone without a word
Just closed the door...
But Jake knows what he's doing, doing, doing...
...and gone his way
You get what you want, if you just want it enough
Then you get what you ask for and he who seeks shall find
Jake got into school, got a flat from a junkie in Kontula
Practiced harder, an even tighter grip on the guitar
And since not a penny came in support from home
Jake worked evening shifts as a cashier at Alepa
Put a new band together, wrote songs, saved money
To get an eight-track recorder and other music stuff for home
Recorded demos and sent them to labels
Dozens, before one of them fell for his songs
And on the day Jake signed a big contract
He hadn't heard anything from his dad in three years
Now he had a job, his tracks were playing on the radio
And a video on MTV, in heavy rotation
After the gala was broadcast live on TV,
Where Jake was awarded Rookie of the Year
A text message arrived, two words: "Congrats, son"
And that same night, his dad passed away, yo.
He's gone without a word
Just closed the door
But Jake knows what he's doing, doing, doing...
...and gone his way
You get what you want, if you just want it enough
Then you get what you ask for and he who seeks shall find
He's gone without a word
Just closed the door...
But Jake knows what he's doing, doing, doing...
...and gone his way
You get what you want, if you just want it enough
Then you get what you ask for and he who seeks shall find
He's gone...