Текст и перевод песни Totò - Luke Solo (Live)

Luke Solo (Live)

I like... you know
I like... you know
Auf Deutsch!
Was du weisst ich mag
Must ich unbedingt sein
Alles was ich nicht habe hier in Strall der Sonne
Hier komme ich zu alles was ich will und
Berkomme jeden Bauch in Blicken
Der vor mich ist vor mich habe
Teile von der Welt sind die Wrter die ich sage
Hast du noch eine Frage? Fhlts du was ich male
Es geht nicht um die Sachen, es geht um was zu machen
Ich konnte so viel haben
Und zu wenig zu sagen
Ich mag nicht zu flicken ...
Mit dir genau in Haus oder in Garten.
I like, vivir lo que quiero vivir,
You know, cuando tocan tengo que subir,
I like, para que te sientas bien aqu, para siempre.
I like, vivir lo que quiero vivir,
You know, cuando tocan tengo que subir,
I like, para que te sientas bien aqu, para siempre.
Tengo deseos de hacer cosas que no debo,
Pero creo en un lugar al que voy y llego,
Trato de hacer lo que quiero,
Y si no me resulta voy a empezar de nuevo,
En el fondo todos quieren lo mismo, buscan lo mismo
Pero todo esta lleno de sinismo,
Actuan como si la noche no fuera obscura,
Como si hubiera una mentira pura basura,
En la ciudad de la furia slo habita la culpa y lujuria,
Que surca en la vida de los que ocultan,
Pareciera que sufrieran de amnesia,
O estuvieran en estado de anestesia,
Este es mi ultimo aviso de urgencia,
En primera plana de mi propia prensa,
Todo se trata de fiscos de sumisos,
Y un mundo de abismos,
Entre los mismos ser hurmanos,
Que al dinero son adictos en vano,
Ya no se sabe quin es bueno quin es malo,
De que otra forma puedo explicar a la ye-nte,
Sin prejucios no sumisos libres listo.
I like, vivir lo que quiero vivir,
You know, cuando tocan

Luke Solo (Live)

I like... you know,
I like... you know,
In English!
What you know, I like,
Must I absolutely be
Everything I don't have here, in this beam of sun,
Here I come to everything I want and
Receive every belly in glances,
Whoever is before me, I have before me,
Parts of the world are the words that I speak,
Do you have another question? Do you feel what I paint?
It's not about the things, it's about making something,
I could have so much,
And too little to say,
I don't like to patch things up ...
With you, precisely, in the house or in the garden.
I like, to live what I want to live,
You know, when they play, I have to rise,
I like, to make you feel good here, forever.
I like, to live what I want to live,
You know, when they play, I have to rise,
I like, to make you feel good here, forever.
I have desires to do things I shouldn't,
But I believe in a place where I go and arrive,
I try to do what I want,
And if it doesn't work out, I'll start again,
Deep down everyone wants the same thing, they seek the same thing,
But everything is full of cynicism,
They act as if the night weren't dark,
As if there were a lie, pure garbage,
In the city of fury, only guilt and lust inhabit,
That flows in the lives of those who hide,
It seems they suffer from amnesia,
Or are in a state of anesthesia,
This is my last urgent notice,
On the front page of my own press,
It's all about tax evaders and submissive ones,
And a world of abysses,
Among the same human beings,
Who are addicted to money in vain,
It's no longer known who is good, who is bad,
How else can I explain it to the people,
Without prejudice, not submissive, free, ready.
I like, to live what I want to live,
You know, when they play