Текст и перевод песни Rocco Hunt - L'occhio del Massone

L'occhio del Massone

Poeta Urban
Hannà sapè comm vann e cos, vai!

E sold fann girà u munn
Ma qual'ammor, qual'affett, si nun tien e banconote nun si nisciune
E quand'è bell a dicere ca e sold nun fann a felicità
Si e tenesse fuss chiù cuntend senz e m'arrangià
Chi e ten fa u padron, president manovran u munn
Simm burattin n'faccj a stu squallor
Amm scopert aereoplan chiù veloc du suon
E comm'è ca angor nun s cur u tumor
Magnamm diossin e bivim plutonio so figgh st storj
Crescemm cu e scorje e cu e strunzat dicim ind e scol
So ann ca u segret sta indr all'area 51
Ma qual alien o frat l'incognita simme nuje
Caro politico t cand brutt storje
Ninnill barattat p nu baril e petrolio, mentr
O Pap c profess pace e ammore ro balcon
Parl do terzo mond e sfoggj po l'anill d'or
Amm vist l'omm scenn'r ngopp a lun
Nostradamus ha scritt o futur
Arrivn tiemp assaj scur
Vonn ca ce drogamm, c vonn bell e mut
Vonn e vocc chius pe l'abbus ca ce fann
In Islam ancor accidn po o nomm Allah
Kamikaze ca zompn n'ciel cercanne na libertà
Tien a kefia nguoll ma n' sai manc che signific
In Occidente sa ridn, in Medio Oriente s'accidn
E a verità, nun a dicene Bibbia e Corano
Vec? ca percorrn o territorj african
Pe l'interess mondial
Indr e minier d'or primm ra tratt de nir e primm e l'arriv e Colomb

L'occhio del massone, il demonio, la tentazione
Triangolo, fedeli piangono, cospirazione
Il demonio è nelle chiese, nelle case, nelle scuole
Meglio vendersi l'anima e dargli quello che vuole

L'occhio del massone, il demonio, la tentazione
Triangolo, fedeli piangono, cospirazione
Il demonio è nelle chiese, nelle case, nelle scuole
Meglio vendersi l'anima e dargli quello che vuole

O creatur in Pakistan, già a duj ann fa o pallon e cuoj
Fatic a nott e pur u juorn e nun ved a famiglia soje
Abbracc nu kalashnikov e lasc tutt e bambl
A mort dur n'attim e o cor ferm e battit
Esist ancor a differenz tra bianc e nir
Suldat mpazzut sott o nomm e naziskin
Razz arian e razz uman sott o nomm r'Hitler
Sta sicur n'omm comm a chill soffr pur sott a terr
Inquinament accir a gent, o munn o'sap ma n' fa niend
Viv, fatic e muor e non ottien si pretend
A genta mij mor tra diebbit e cambial
E semb ignorant, schiav e l'ordine mondial
Stu disordin è assaj stran
Chi ce cordin è nu nfam
N's n fott ra salut, nuje vnnut comm schiav
Colombo, jett in America pe stiv
Conquistò u terren accidenn tutt e nativ
So desaparecidos e wagliun in Argentin
Futtevn o sistem e o stat sta gent a sopprim
è zuccr o mar in Brasile accirn wagliun in fil
Mirn, rind e mirin, girn armat pe min
E segret mondial, nascost re Stat
O sann buon che c'aspett o tren e nu buon accuat
Simm marionett e a nuje c'avessra difend
Ma vec sul abbus, manganiell e camionett

L'occhio del massone, il demonio, la tentazione
Triangolo, fedeli piangono, cospirazione
Il demonio è nelle chiese, nelle case, nelle scuole
Meglio vendersi l'anima e dargli quello che vuole

L'occhio del massone, il demonio, la tentazione
Triangolo, fedeli piangono, cospirazione
Il demonio è nelle chiese, nelle case, nelle scuole
Meglio vendersi l'anima e dargli quello che vuole

The Freemason's Eye

Urban Poet
You have to know how things are going, come on!

Money makes the world go round
But what love, what affection, if you don't have banknotes, you are nothing
And how easy it is to say that money doesn't buy happiness
If I had it, I would be more content without having to hustle
Those who have it are the masters, presidents who manipulate the world
We are puppets in the face of this ugliness
We discovered airplanes faster than sound
And how come cancer still hasn't been cured?
We eat dioxin and drink plutonium, that's the way it is
We grow up with lies and with the bullshit they tell us in school
It's been years since the secret has been in Area 51
But what alien or brother, the unknown is us
Dear politician, I’m telling you dirty stories
Children traded for a barrel of oil, while
The Pope professes peace and love from the balcony
Talks about the third world and then shows off his gold ring
I saw man walk on the moon
Nostradamus wrote the future
Very dark times are coming
They want us to drug ourselves, they want us nice and quiet
They want closed mouths for the abuse they inflict on us
In Islam they still kill in the name of Allah
Suicide bombers jumping in the sky looking for freedom
He has the keffiyeh on his neck but doesn't even know what it means
In the West they laugh, in the Middle East they die
And the truth, the Bible and the Quran don't tell it
Old men who roam African territory
For global interest
Inside the gold mines before the slave trade and before Columbus arrived

The Freemason's eye, the devil, the temptation
Triangle, the faithful cry, conspiracy
The devil is in the churches, in the houses, in the schools
Better to sell your soul and give him what he wants

The Freemason's eye, the devil, the temptation
Triangle, the faithful cry, conspiracy
The devil is in the churches, in the houses, in the schools
Better to sell your soul and give him what he wants

The creator in Pakistan, at the age of two he already makes the leather ball
He works at night and all day and doesn't see his family
He embraces a Kalashnikov and leaves all the children
Death hard in an instant and the heart stops beating
There is still a difference between black and white
Crazy soldiers in the name of Nazism
Aryan race and human race under Hitler's name
Rest assured, a man like that also suffers underground
Pollution kills people, the world knows but does nothing
You live, work and die and don't get what you expect
My people die between debts and bills
And we always seem ignorant, slaves to the world order
This disorder is quite strange
Whoever orchestrates it is a bastard
They don't give a damn about health, we are treated like slaves
Columbus, thrown in America to stew
He conquered the land by killing all the natives
There are desaparecidos and cries in Argentina
The system and the state oppressed these people
The sea in Brazil is sweet, cries in line
Mines, inside the mines, armed guards for mines
And world secrets, hidden by the states
They know very well that the train awaits us and not good water
We are puppets and they should defend us
But you only see abuse, batons and vans

The Freemason's eye, the devil, the temptation
Triangle, the faithful cry, conspiracy
The devil is in the churches, in the houses, in the schools
Better to sell your soul and give him what he wants

The Freemason's eye, the devil, the temptation
Triangle, the faithful cry, conspiracy
The devil is in the churches, in the houses, in the schools
Better to sell your soul and give him what he wants