Klipp Tal-Vidjo
Lirika
Mm-mm
– Mm-mm
There’s lots of fish out in the pond
– Hemm ħafna ħut barra fl għadira
In the oceans and the rivers and in all the waterfalls
– Fl oċeani u x xmajjar u fil kaskati kollha
But if I’m made for land and not the sea at all
– Imma jekk jien magħmul għall art u mhux il baħar xejn
Could I crawl and find some kind Neanderthal?
– Nista’nitkaxkar u nsib Xi Tip Ta’Neanderthal?
What if I’m from outer space?
– X’jiġri jekk jien mill-ispazju?
And I have fire in my bones and in my veins?
– U għandi n-nar fl-għadam tiegħi u fil-vini tiegħi?
I let it show and scare my suitors far away
– Ħalliha turi u tbeżża’lill pretendenti tiegħi l bogħod
Leave them traumatized with visions of its glow behind my face
– Ħallihom trawmatizzati b’viżjonijiet tad dija tagħha wara wiċċi
They say that God makes no mistakes, but I might disagree
– Jgħidu Li Alla ma jiżbaljax, imma forsi ma naqbilx
When I outstretch my empty hand
– Meta niftaħ idi vojta
I watch them build society, domesticated land
– Narahom jibnu soċjetà, art domestikata
It goes according to the plan
– Dan imur skond il pjan
While they’re in paradise, I’m exiled in the sand
– Waqt li jkunu fil-ġenna, jien eżiljat fir-ramel
If everyone has someone, then the math just isn’t right
– Jekk kulħadd għandu xi ħadd, allura l-matematika sempliċement mhix tajba
And I’m the only outlier, the lonely archetype
– U jien l-uniku outlier, l-arketip solitarju
If everything is by design, well, I might disagree
– Jekk kollox huwa bid-disinn, ukoll, nista’ma naqbilx
You all know something that I don’t
– Intom ilkoll tafu xi ħaġa li jien ma nafx
You all learned something that I fear I’ll never know
– Ilkoll tgħallimt xi ħaġa li nibża’li qatt ma nkun naf
You all grew body parts I fear I’ll never grow
– Intom ilkoll kibru partijiet tal ġisem nibża li qatt ma nikber
You all know something that I don’t
– Intom ilkoll tafu xi ħaġa li jien ma nafx
You all know something that I don’t
– Intom ilkoll tafu xi ħaġa li jien ma nafx
You all know something that I don’t
– Intom ilkoll tafu xi ħaġa li jien ma nafx
What if I’m just cosmic dust?
– X’jiġri jekk jien biss trab kożmiku?
Put me in a metal box that’s bound to rust
– Poġġini f’kaxxa tal metall li hija marbuta mas sadid
Shoot me into space and leave me to combust
– Rimja lili fl ispazju u leave me għall kombustjoni
Return to earth and just dissolve into its crust
– Irritorna lejn id dinja u ħoll biss fil qoxra tagħha
Well, I was born all by myself
– Ukoll, twelidt waħdi
It’s not unlikely that I’ll die that way as well
– Mhux probabbli li mmut hekk ukoll
