Текст и перевод песни Seronke - Fakkar

Fakkar

Dur rahida ya ranaa de tan chakr ne
Chadha main, naale yaar saare fakkar ne
Mere naal kheh k dekh saare takkarne
Mohri kad ke aeh gadd dinde lakkad ne
Bhari paende bol sehne painde jhakkhad ne
Aere gaere na aeh Seronke de akhar ne
Seene aar paar langhi jande raunda vangu
Vairi bujhde ne khaure ki a chakkar ne

Kai bik gye ne virka na vike
Reel bhar bhar jazbaat likhe
Yaar mehfila te geetan vich dikhe
Kai bik gye ne jatta naio bike
Mere muhre koi rapper na tike
Beat maar sit lamme paati chitae
Game paunda vairi mud ke na dikhe
Kai bik gye ne jatta naio bike

Naven mundya lai rap ne class
Tunn bharde jo bhang te glass
Chal pattua fe kari chal pass
Aj bellian lai roll keeta khaass
Mera mood da na maari kude naass
Hathan vich laal pari ya chivaas
Aene lor da ya karna vikaas
Chal pattua fer kari chall pass

Likhe jatt jado gurhi kar kalam nu
Vairi bhaalde ne pattian fe garam nu
Rehjaye laash vicho jaan kadd lai jaavan
Teri adi tere tod daunga bharam nu
Akh bado badi ghumme lak naram nu
Hun ranna ghat gauldian sharam nu
Jatt mulL lainda firda ya vair
Mull bhaara bada lagga tere lakk de ya turn nu

Dur rahida ya ranaa de tan chakr ne
Chadha main, naale yaar saare fakkar ne
Mere naal kheh k dekh saare takkarne
Mohri kad ke aeh gadd dinde lakkad ne
Bhari paende bol sehne painde jhakkhad ne
Aere gaere na aeh Seronke de akhar ne
Seene aar paar langhi jande raunda vangu
Vairi bujhde ne khaure ki a chakkar ne

Fakkar

I stayed away from this game of yours.
I climbed up, and all my friends are rebels.
See how you speak to me, all you rivals.
I've cut off the head of this wood that brings misfortune.
I bear the weight of your words, I endure your lies.
No, you can't understand my lyrics.
I’ll go through your chest like a bullet.
Enemy, you'll understand this game.

Many have been sold, but I’m not for sale.
The reel is filled with my emotions.
You see me in my friends’ parties and songs.
Many have been sold, but I’m not for sale.
No rapper can stand in front of me.
Hitting the beat, sitting with long, white pants.
I play the game, the enemy won’t show his face.
Many have been sold, but I’m not for sale.

I've taught these young rappers class.
You fill up your glass with bhang (marijuana).
Come on, fool, take a step closer.
Today, I’m rolling with the girls, a special occasion.
Don’t destroy my mood, you fool.
Red stains on my hands, this is my way of life.
This is how I’m going to develop this business.
Come on, fool, take a step closer.

I’m a Sikh, writing with my pen.
The enemy is scared, his legs are burning.
I take life away from corpses, I’m a reaper.
I’ll crush your dreams, you’ll be heartbroken.
Your eyes are wide, you’re scared of my power.
I’m in a rage, I’m ashamed of your weakness.
This is my enemy, the Sikh is taking the lead.
It seems your lack of courage is a heavy burden.

I stayed away from this game of yours.
I climbed up, and all my friends are rebels.
See how you speak to me, all you rivals.
I've cut off the head of this wood that brings misfortune.
I bear the weight of your words, I endure your lies.
No, you can't understand my lyrics.
I’ll go through your chest like a bullet.
Enemy, you'll understand this game.