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He pedido la letra que no estaba por ningún lado. La pasan en irlandés e inglés
KNEECAP ft. Paul Hartnoll - Sayōnara
Eist, seo an rud ata a linne
Thosaigh muid amach bhi muid cosuil le achan dhuine
Sasta casta until we got plastered
Ar an nuacht nai I’m a wee bastard
Ná bí botherail teacht I my threo
Go hairithe I ndiaidh dom chriochnu leis an seó
Ach go Beidh amhain go niocann tu an chain
Take to me to bogs and rack me a line
Seachas sin well keep it bouncin ag damhsa
Turn the bass up we want it louder and Louder
No matter about the cops we’ll pay them in an advance
So we’ll take off our tops And slip into a trance
Coz With life you only getting one chance
A Momentary bliss a fleeting romance
fickle wee thing barely even a get a glance
So take a deep breath and well go for a Dance
Chorus
Athraíonn an taoide, ach go dtí seo tá sé go hiontach, damsha go maidin ó thús na hoíche, so I’m not sure when I’ll see ya.
Foc me saol gnóthach, come along way from the days round whiterock, whiterocks, right lads, nios déanamh mic drops, no more staines all over me or lips full of ice pops.
Siúl na sráide, faic le déanamh seachas raithneach láidir, réitigh mé le gach duine, roimh an stáitse, níos tá naimhde sagamsa cráite,
Tá rudaí i ndiaidh athrú go mór, it was hectic go leor but still we’re asking for more, went from ag seinm os comhair, 30 duine, fast forward. Now its not like before. No more tickets on the door.
Sianara, Mo Charas got another flight to catch, áit úr beoir áitiúl eile, cuma difriúl ar a bank but Im still the same fella.
Chorus
Athraíonn an taoide, ach go dtí seo tá sé go hiontach, damsha go maidin ó thús na hoíche, so I’m not sure when I’ll see ya.
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(English)
Listen, here’s the thing about us
Like everybody else when we first started
Happy, complex until we got plastered
On the news now I’m a wee bastard
Don’t be bothering coming my way especially after I finish with a show
Only if you pay the tax
Take me to the bogs and rack me a line
Apart from that we’ll keep bouncing and dancing
Turn the bass up we want it louder and louder
No matter about the cops we’ll pay them in an advance
So we’ll take off our tops And slip into a trance
Coz With life you only getting one chance
A Momentary bliss a fleeting romance
fickle wee thing barely even a get a glance
So take a deep breath and well go for a Dance
Chorus: the tides change
But until now it is great
Dancing until morning from start of the night
So I’m not sure when I’ll see ya
Fuck me lifes busy, come along way from the days round whiterock, whiterocks, right lads, now doing mic drops, no more staines all over me or lips full of ice pops.
Walking the streets, nothing to do except smoke strong weed, i got on with everyone before the stage, , now my enemies are melted,
Things have changed massively, it was hectic enough but still we’re asking for more, went from playing in front of, 30 people, fast forward. Now its not like before. No more tickets on the door.
Sianara, Mo Charas got another flight to catch, new place, another new local beer, bank looks different but im still
The same fella
Chorus: the tides change
But until now it is great
Dancing until morning from start of the night
So I’m not sure when I’ll see ya
