Текст и перевод песни Francois van Coke - Ek Probleem

Ek Probleem

Ek sit in die stort
Die dae is lank maar die jare is kort
Ek haat die geraas
Ek haat die gemors
Ek wens dit wil stop
Ek kyk hoe die warm bergwind
'N Plastieksak in die see in waai
Voel nie sleg nie
Voel soortvan gefok
Wens my nagmerries stop
Die dae is lank maar die jare is kort

Die dae is lank maar die jare is kort
Die jare is kort
Die jare is kort
Die dae is lank maar die jare is kort

Ek probeer
Ek, probleem
Ek frustreer

Nader aan God
Agter mure ure spandeer
Studeerkamer vure geblus
Kyk die diere hoe loop hul in die ark in
Iemand moet kom fokkin sing
Iemand moet die boodskap bring
Bloed aan die deurkosyn
Water in wyn
Rugby en die weer en die openbaring

Rugby en die weer en die openbaring
Openbaring
Openbaring
Rugby en die weer en die openbaring

Ek probeer
Ek, probleem
Ek frustreer

Gerehabiliteer
Probeer om alles uit te redeneer
Voel of ek droom
Voel of ek verdrink
My tong so hard gebyt
Dit drup
Die hart is 'n pomp
Dit proe soos kortsluiting
Dit proe soos nog
Wil die regte ding doen
Maar ek fok dit op
Probeer die regte ding te doen maar ek fok dit op

Ek probeer
Ek, probleem
Ek frustreer

Ek probeer
Ek, probleem
Ek frustreer

Gerehabiliteer
Probeer om alles uit te redeneer
Voel of ek droom
Voel of ek verdrink
My tong so hard gebyt
Dit drup
Die hart is 'n pomp
Dit proe soos kortsluiting
Dit proe soos nog
Wil die regte ding doen
Maar ek fok dit op
Probeer die regte ding te doen maar ek fok dit op

Ek haat die geraas
Ek haat die gemors
Ek wens dit wil stop

A Problem

I sit in the shower
The days are long but the years are short
I hate the noise
I hate the mess
I wish it would stop
I watch the warm mountain wind
Blow a plastic bag into the sea
Don't feel bad
Feel kind of fucked
Wish my nightmares would stop
The days are long but the years are short

The days are long but the years are short
The years are short
The years are short
The days are long but the years are short

I try
I, problem
I frustrate

Closer to God
Hours spent behind walls
Fires in the study extinguished
Watch the animals enter the ark
Someone has to come and fucking sing
Someone has to bring the message
Blood on the doorframe
Water into wine
Rugby and the weather and the apocalypse

Rugby and the weather and the apocalypse
Apocalypse
Apocalypse
Rugby and the weather and the apocalypse

I try
I, problem
I frustrate

Rehabilitated
Trying to reason it all out
Feel like I'm dreaming
Feel like I'm drowning
My tongue bitten so hard
It's bleeding
The heart is a pump
It tastes like a short circuit
It tastes like more
Want to do the right thing
But I fuck it up
Try to do the right thing but I fuck it up

I try
I, problem
I frustrate

I try
I, problem
I frustrate

Rehabilitated
Trying to reason it all out
Feel like I'm dreaming
Feel like I'm drowning
My tongue bitten so hard
It's bleeding
The heart is a pump
It tastes like a short circuit
It tastes like more
Want to do the right thing
But I fuck it up
Try to do the right thing but I fuck it up

I hate the noise
I hate the mess
I wish it would stop