Omul zilei – Kwabena Sarkodee Adjepong   Leave a comment

Ehei, nu va mirati, il stiti prea bine, este KWABS, cel care la aceasta vreme bantuie topurile europene !

Ei bine, tipul asta provine la origini din Republica Ghana, parintii lui au emigrat candva in Marea Britanie, poate pe vremea cand tara lor era dominion britanic. Au emigrat si s-au integrat patriei adoptive, asa cum este si firesc, nu s-au apucat sa-si exporte credintele si modul de viata tribal, au lasat acasa ritualurile vodoo (sau ce-or mai avea ei p-acolo), si-au lasat tinutele din frunze de palmier si si-au vazut de treaba – fiul lor slefuindu-si talentul in scolile britanice de muzica.

Caci vorba primarului musulman al Amsterdamului, „cui nu-i place libertatea europeana, sa-si faca bagajele si sa se care dracului de unde a venit !” Solutia nu e aceea ca noi europenii sa importam credintele si obiceiurile altor popoare din lumea larga (cum ar fi sa-i adoptam si pe aia care isi mananca mortii la priveghi ?) asigurandu-le stranii „rezervatii” in mijlocul nostru, ci ca ei sa fie naturalizati adoptand modul nostru de trai – care care a produs prosperitatea care i-a atras sa emigreze !

Priviti ce treaba buna face KWABS, e greu sa stai pe scaun la asa piesa …

 

Gotta slow up, gotta shake this high
Gotta take a minute just to ease my mind
Cause if I don’t walk then I get caught up
And I’ll be falling all the way down.

(Hundred, hundred, hundred)
Hundred headlights making me blind
All of your pleasures catching my eye
If I jump once, then I never think twice,
But your temptations make me stay another night
And my senses only lie to me, lie to me
I don’t know how I feel so wrapped in me, wrapped in me
I gotta check myself
Before I get what I want to
Find out is not what I thought it was
And you know why I

Gotta slow up, gotta shake this high
Gotta take a minute just to ease my mind
Cause if I don’t walk then I get caught up
And I’ll be falling all the way down.

Turning my head and shutting my eyes
Doesn’t even matter if I’m wrong or right
Cause if I don’t walk, I can’t even sit around
And I’ll be falling all the way down.

Tell myself „Leave” while I’m still strong
„Don’t look back!” till I’m ten miles gone
And when the road stops, I’m gonna keep on
Until I end up in the place that I belong.
But the pressure is pushing me back again
Telling me not to pretend
There isn’t any use to even trying to
Get you out of my head
So, I lift my feet off the ground
And I’m gonna walk right up.

Gotta slow up, gotta shake this high
Gotta take a minute just to ease my mind
Cause if I don’t walk then I get caught up
And I’ll be falling all the way down.

Turning my head and shutting my eyes
Doesn’t even matter if I’m wrong or right
Cause if I don’t walk, I can’t even sit around
And I’ll be falling all the way down.

Won’t get caught in the old fly trap
Runaway, runaway, never come back
No way I’m coming down like that,
No, no, runaway, runaway!

No,
I can’t get caught up again!
No way.
No, no.

Gotta slow up, gotta shake this high
Gotta take a minute just to ease my mind
Cause if I don’t walk then I get caught up
And I’ll be falling all the way down.

Turning my head and shutting my eyes
Doesn’t even matter if I’m wrong or right
Cause if I don’t walk, I can’t even sit around
And I’ll be falling all the way down.

I’m gonna walk now.
I’m gonna walk now.
Yeah.
No, no, no.
Yeah.

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