Текст и перевод песни Daddy Freddy - Jah Jah Gives Me Video

Jah Jah Gives Me Video

Ewel é, kgoan kik nog e ki etwa zegn é
Verleden joare kging azo me men prente
No de solden in de veldstroate, kej da
Va den ene wienkel no den andern
E kho vaneign ne koatere toet dak ammeteki
Zeije achter een eure of tweeje ik stoppe der
Ier mee trek je plan ik bluuven ier geweun zitn
En kzette kik mien doa neere en kzatte kik godverdomme
Toch wel nie toevallig azo bie zukn kroam me warme woafels,
Kej da, ik kwame geweun zo misselijk liek de peste vint
Nu ja, kha nog sjanse komt dor ammetekje zo ne neegere nor ik.
Zegtn azo teegn ikke, joene ge ziet er lik nie goed uut,
Wa skilt er, zegtn azo teegn ik, witje wa daj gie noadig et,
Gie moe ne stikske pelouse en zegtn, kzegn ne stikske pelouse,
E je gaft ie em mie zo lik ja e stikske ges en inderdoad da goa
Verzekers ges van afrika gewist zien, want da wo hjeel druoge,
Zegtn teegn ik, ge moet da ne kje in je sigarette droaien moat,
Khe kik da gedoan, khe kik dor ne sigarette van gesmoort,
Et kmoe zegn ewel da marcheert, kben normal nie zoa an
Homeopathie mo dadde vint, khen ik doa nog eejn gedroait,
En kbegoste kik mien lik betre en betre te voeln,
En zelfs da kraam me warme woafels da stoenk em lik nie mji
Integendeel da rook oengelooflijk goed ametekje, en kzage de
Warme woafels vliegn deur de lucht en ik zatte kik doa,
En ol die minsen passeern deur de stroate,
Ne zwerm van minsen me sjakosjen, deur de veldstroate

Alli gow we zien weg e
We goan ier eki ne groovtje neerezetn
Voe freddy rasta
Veldstroate movement of da people der hangt e geur van warme woafels in de lucht
En de soln doet de minsen deure sloan
Wuk ne klucht
E kokosnote confiture voe te smjiren a joe vel
Ti not skient nie van oliere mo van woar ist
Ton wel, kzoet echt nie weetn
Voer oe lange zoek ier nu al en gelegen
Jah kom wa teegn
E sigarette garniture tis no tskient nie van
Oliere ti nie slicht en ti nie diere
Mor oe diere ist ton wel, kzoet echt nie weetn
Kwam dorjuste nog ne echte neger teegn
Jah kom wa teegn
Ek dor toch gin stikske pelouse van verkreegn
Der angt e geur van warme woafels in de lucht
Ol die warme woafels da vlieg ier in de lucht
Ol die warme woafels och here wuk ne klucht wor zitn wieder ier in feite
E dat ier eigenlijk de brussel nieuwstroate met
Al da volk, kzoet echt nie weetn
Of e dat ier de Meir van Anvers, kzoet echt nie weetn
Of wacht e kje, we zitn in gent, dhuofdstad van oost-vlaandern, in de veldstroate
Veldstroate, movement of da people
Ik e dust, wor i diene zwarte pippo
Oe yeah, ji weg me miene zippo

Jah Jah Gives Me Video

Oh my goodness, you'll have to stop me now
Last year I went with my pictures
To the sales on Veldstraat when
From one shop to the other
I bought myself a coat that was too long for me
After an hour or two, they said, I'm stopping here
With this, you'll do fine, I'll just stay here
And so I sat down there and thought to myself
Not coincidentally, right next to this stall with warm waffles,
When, I suddenly felt like throwing up like hell
Oh well, what luck, a black man comes over to me.
He says to me, "Young man, you don't look so good,
What's wrong?" he says to me, "Do you know what you need,
You need a piece of lawn," and he says, "I said a piece of lawn,
And he gave it to me like, "Yes, a piece of grass," and indeed, it must
Surely have been from Africa, because it was very dry,
He says to me, "You have to put that in your cigarette,"
I did that, I smoked a cigarette with it,
And I must say, it worked. I'm normally not into
Homeopathy, but that guy, I smoked another one of those,
And I began to feel better and better,
And even that stall with warm waffles didn't smell bad to me
On the contrary, it smelled incredibly good, and I saw the
Warm waffles flying through the air, and I sat there,
And all those people passing through the streets,
A swarm of people with hats, through Veldstraat

Let's go, let's go, yeah
We're gonna drop a track here
For Freddy Rasta
Veldstraat, movement of the people, there's a scent of warm waffles in the air
And the sun makes people go crazy
What a joke
Coconut jam to spread on your skin
It's not made from oil, but from where is it?
Well, I really don't know
For how long have I been looking for a place
Jah, come on, man
A cigarette garnish, it's not made from
Oil, it's not bad and it's not expensive
But how expensive is it then? I really don't know
I just met a real black man
Jah, come on, man
And still, I didn't get a piece of lawn from him
There's a scent of warm waffles in the air
All those warm waffles flying through the air
All those warm waffles, oh Lord, what a joke, where are we actually sitting here?
Is this the Brussels Nieuwstraat with
All the people? I really don't know
Or is this the Meir of Antwerp? I really don't know
Or wait a minute, we're in Ghent, the capital of East Flanders, in Veldstraat
Veldstraat, movement of the people
I'm thirsty, where's that black dude
Oh yeah, here, here, light my zippo