Текст и перевод песни Samoerai - Ingefluisterd

Ingefluisterd

Soms is rap men utweg, vienik gin rust mir in de wereld
Enkel teksten geven me tgvoel dat klopt
Kzien nog dezeste kerel in de ogen van me kladblok
En tis beter dan de gesprekken dak voeren in me kop

Ok et up blad kun ventileren, want up sommige momentn
Word ek zomo met de meest verwarrende gedachten geconfronteerd
Die me kraken, me zelfvertrouwn breken
Me no beneedn aaln, zodak nie mir in stoat zien voe te spreken

De n'avond vul ek meestal in met verzen en coupletten
Enkel schrieven kun me geven wat dak nergens anders treffn
In de nacht ziek bezig met de teksten te verwerken
Overdag concretiseer ek ze, et elpt me te relaxen

Tzien de letters die me troosten, ok ik gebarsten zien
Voe mie is hip hop sowieso e pharmacie
Et echte medicijn die me geneest van olle kwaaln
Want niet in de wereld is zo helend of de taal

Soms ist olleen e tekst die me ku redden
E sessie in Boeshido, wa letters, me pen
E beat die me volledig overnimt en inspireert
Want ik schrievn nie, et wordt me ingefluisterd in me geest

Soms ist olleen e tekst die me ku redden
E sessie in Boeshido, wa letters, me pen
E beat die me volledig overnimt en inspireert
Dus ik schrievn nie, et wordt me ingefluisterd in de geest

Schone woorden elpen nie ot crisis is
Lettergrepen kun je nie vertellen wa da je psyche mist
Mo Hip Hop is de shit, ok ik me teksten smieten
Is je nekke stief lik achter een avondje sterrekieken

Kbluvn ossan schrievn ze beseffen nie
Ok zo gon progresseren komt er in us alfabet nomeki letters bie
Ik wissen je geheugen, geven je't gevoel
Van de woarheid bloot te leggen in et midden van e leugen

De inspiratie vult je lik de stress tijdens de werkdag
Met da verschil dat tgene ier je nie kapot mo sterk makt
Tis Phatmark, ol meer dan 15 joar zie we actief
Nog zovele zwoare ploaten dak bewoaren int archief

Ze zien nie kloar voe wa da Vorre zoe performen ot ie piekt
Ol ol die joaren is de woarde van muziek
Voe mie gebleven, tis verweven met ervoaringn ut de tied
Van toen dak nog wa joenger woarn, onervoaren mor uniek

Soms ist olleen e tekst die me ku redden
E sessie in Boeshido, wa letters, me pen
E beat die me volledig overnimt en inspireert
Want ik schrievn nie, et wordt me ingefluisterd in me geest

Soms ist olleen e tekst die me ku redden
E sessie in Boeshido, wa letters, me pen
E beat die me volledig overnimt en inspireert
Dus ik schrievn nie, et wordt me ingefluisterd in de geest

Vaak schrief ek zoender topic, zoender ondwerp
Want woare inspiroatie is etwa daj nie kut oenderwerpen
Ik oedn me sterk zodak beschikboar bluvn voe noastn
Upt gemak, we en mo zelden boat bie us te hoasten

Dus ik loatn olles voln ok et gewicht niemi kun dragen
Ot nu schriftelijk gebeurt of nie ik voeln me soms verslagen
En moar, amper in stoat voe nog te proeven van de dagen
Dast moment woarup dak schrieven toet dak vroeg ontwaken

Met me hoofd tussen de inktbussen
Want ken de hele nacht geschreven mo toch kreeg
Ek der voorlopig weinig zinnen tussen
Me gedachten en onzekerheden woa dak invluchten
De indrukken vant leven die me soms indrukken

Mo kweetn dak me der nie meugn in verliezen
En ol liek et nie azo zien der keuzes voer ut te kiezen
Dus probeer ek elke lettergreep te richten up et goeie
Kbesefn elke tekst is weer e bitje verder groeien

Soms ist olleen e tekst die me ku redden
E sessie in Boeshido, wa letters, me pen
E beat die me volledig overnimt en inspireert
Want ik schrievn nie, et wordt me ingefluisterd in me geest

Soms ist olleen e tekst die me ku redden
E sessie in Boeshido, wa letters, me pen
E beat die me volledig overnimt en inspireert
Dus ik schrievn nie, et wordt me ingefluisterd in de geest

Whispered

Sometimes rap is my escape, the only peace I find in the world
Only lyrics give me the feeling that's right
I still see this same guy in the eyes of my notepad
And it's better than the conversations I have in my head

Okay, I can vent on paper, because at some moments
I get bombarded with the most confusing thoughts
That crack me, break my self-confidence
Pull me down, so I'm no longer able to speak

I usually fill the evenings with verses and couplets
Only writing can give me what I can't find anywhere else
At night, I'm busy processing the lyrics
During the day, I concretize them, it helps me relax

It's the letters that comfort me, even when I'm broken
For me, hip hop is definitely a pharmacy
The real medicine that heals me from all ailments
Because nothing in the world is as healing as language

Sometimes it's just a text that can save me
A session in Boeshido, some letters, my pen
A beat that completely takes over and inspires me
Because I don't write, it's whispered to me in my mind

Sometimes it's just a text that can save me
A session in Boeshido, some letters, my pen
A beat that completely takes over and inspires me
So I don't write, it's whispered to me in my mind

Beautiful words don't help when there's a crisis
Syllables can't tell you what your psyche misses
But Hip Hop is the shit, even when I throw my lyrics away
My neck is stiff like after an evening of stargazing

I keep writing, they don't understand
If I keep progressing like this, we'll need more letters in our alphabet
I erase your memory, give you the feeling
Of exposing the truth in the middle of a lie

Inspiration fills you like the stress during the workday
With the difference that this thing here doesn't break you but makes you stronger
It's Phatmark, we've been active for more than 15 years
So many heavy records that I keep in the archive

They're not ready for what Vorre will perform when he peaks
For all those years, the value of music
Has remained for me, it's interwoven with experiences from the time
When I was younger, inexperienced but unique

Sometimes it's just a text that can save me
A session in Boeshido, some letters, my pen
A beat that completely takes over and inspires me
Because I don't write, it's whispered to me in my mind

Sometimes it's just a text that can save me
A session in Boeshido, some letters, my pen
A beat that completely takes over and inspires me
So I don't write, it's whispered to me in my mind

I often write without a topic, without a subject
Because true inspiration is something you can't subject
I keep myself strong so that I remain available for others
Relax, we rarely have a boat to hurry

So I let everything go, even if the weight can't be carried
Whether it happens in writing or not, I sometimes feel defeated
And but, barely able to taste the days anymore
That's the moment when I write until I wake up early

With my head between the inkwells
Because I can write all night but still
I got few sentences in between for the time being
My thoughts and insecurities where I take refuge
The impressions of life that sometimes impress me

But I know I shouldn't lose myself in it
And even if it doesn't seem that way, there are choices to choose from
So I try to direct every syllable to the good
I realize that every text is another step in my growth

Sometimes it's just a text that can save me
A session in Boeshido, some letters, my pen
A beat that completely takes over and inspires me
Because I don't write, it's whispered to me in my mind

Sometimes it's just a text that can save me
A session in Boeshido, some letters, my pen
A beat that completely takes over and inspires me
So I don't write, it's whispered to me in my mind