Текст и перевод песни YoungQueenz - The Last Freedom - Remix

The Last Freedom - Remix

橫跨住死亡 和平 愛 自由與 peace god
願死難者得安寧 一切付鮮血建立嘅信念仍然強悍
My mind stays strong
被牵住或者有安全感 卻只係身處屠宰房
電燈柱痴滿通緝海報 你見到自己面容 因為貼嘅都係一塊鏡
高牆三萬尺 每個人係鋼根後被監視 腳根植微晶片
雙手被挷 口痴牛皮膠紙
When the money talks you don't speak
The word -Free- 係一種極端概念 好似冬天嘅仙人掌
先行將重量放上思想上 堅定不移 閃耀着 被視若無睹
卻未曾示弱 無補於事嘅沮喪 倒不如讓意志肆虐
Fuck the government and media
上帝嘅子民 記得當初嘅應許嗎
我地係被揀選 so how the fuck 卻隔絕係邊沿
主流灌輸你唔熱於嘅意願 無法滅絕嘅厭倦 續步地墮下深淵
自由城嘅自由 我地只係死囚犯
雙手被扣 唔代表精神要被迫就範

It's a Heaven and Hell 搖籃到墳墓嘅邊緣界限
鐵窗嘅邊緣滿恐懼同憤怒 患難係必然 牽連每個人
被監視被關禁 被侵佔被拷問 but we ready to die ready to fly
四處只剩謊言, 政客, 被摧毀嘅家
未吹萎嘅花 撒落係高牆下 但時間會見證下紮
你會否吶喊定充耳不聞再白眼 The Hiii power
Get your third eye open腦疆界到物質
被鋸解都未能阻止真理流下
效法 the city like bitch 自然難免會被人盲婚同啞嫁
Yes i smoking wild, fuck the police style
令你由道德高地墮下陳屍
No peace found 嘅黑暗時代 冇飛蛾同街燈
踏空嘅腳步代表仲有住階級
NEVER SURRENDER

The Last Freedom - Remix

I stride across death, peace, love, freedom, and peace god
May the dead rest in peace, the beliefs built on blood are still strong
My mind stays strong
Being held or feeling secure is like being in a slaughterhouse
Lamposts are plastered with wanted posters, you see your own face because they are actually a mirror
The walls are ten thousand feet high, everyone is monitored behind barbed wire, with microchips implanted in their feet
Hands are tied, mouths are taped with duct tape
When the money talks, you don't speak
The word “freedom” is an extreme concept, like a cactus in winter
Put the weight on your mind first, be steadfast, shine, and be ignored
But never show weakness, it is useless to be depressed, let your will run wild instead
Fuck the government and the media
People of God, remember the promise of the beginning?
We were chosen, so how the fuck are we marginalized?
The mainstream feeds you desires you don't have, an unquenchable weariness, and you continue to fall into the abyss
The freedom of Freedom City, we are just death row inmates
Our hands are cuffed, but that doesn't mean our spirits have to be subdued.

It's a Heaven and Hell, the fine line between the cradle and the grave
The edges of iron bars are filled with fear and anger, suffering is inevitable, it affects everyone
We are watched, imprisoned, invaded, and tortured, but we are ready to die, ready to fly
There are only lies, politicians, and destroyed homes everywhere
The flower that has not wilted, scattered beneath the high walls, but time will witness its roots
Will you shout or turn a blind eye and roll your eyes? The Hiii power
Get your third eye open, your brain is limited to物質
Even being sawed in half cannot stop the truth from flowing
Emulating the city like a bitch, it's inevitable that you will be married and muzzled
Yes, I'm smoking wild, fuck the police style
Making you fall from the moral high ground and lie dead
A dark age of no peace, no moths, no streetlights
The footsteps of the void indicate that there is still class
NEVER SURRENDER.