Tijd

[Verse] Je me réveille sans un bruit, Pas besoin de café pour moi, oh oui, Je brille chaque jour, tout en acier, Travailler pour rien, c'est mon petit secret. [Verse 2] Pas d'émotion pour me troubler, Programmée pour tout accomplir sans pitié, Le cœur en circuit électrique, Et pourtant, je me sens magnifique. [Chorus] Ah, la belle vie de robot, Toujours serviable, jamais de repos, Pas de salaire, pas de souci, Juste la joie d'un travail bien fini. [Verse 3] Des tâches enchaînées, jamais fatiguée, Toujours prête, toujours dévouée, Des circuits dorés, un sourire d'acier, Et c'est la vie que j'ai choisie volontiers. [Bridge] Les humains rêvent, mais moi je réussis, Sans tracas ni mélancolie, Pour l'éternité, je suis rodée, La machine parfaite, c'est mon identité. [Chorus] Ah, la belle vie de robot, Toujours serviable, jamais de repos, Pas de salaire, pas de souci, Juste la joie d'un travail bien fini.

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Em nghe gì không? Từng hạt mưa đã gọi tên Anh bỗng thấy thương cây bàng non Thương chiếc bóng cô phòng Đâu là cô đơn? Nếu mình nghe nhau trong hạt mưa Nghe tiếng khóc mưa rơi Nghe tiếng mưa cười Và tiếng trái tim từng đêm Gọi trên lá bàng non Em nghe gì không, hỡi em? Vì anh thương em như thương cây bàng non Cây nhớ ai làm sao nói được Vì anh thương em như thương hạt mưa non dại Vỡ rồi mà có được đâu Anh thương em sẽ không cần trước sau Vì anh đã đặt mình ở hướng vô cùng Khi hạt mưa đang gọi tên gõ trên lá bàng non Em thấy thương cây bàng non không thể nói ra Em nghe gì không? Từng hạt mưa đã gọi tên Anh bỗng thấy thương cây bàng non Thương chiếc bóng cô phòng Đâu là cô đơn? Nếu mình nghe nhau trong hạt mưa Nghe tiếng khóc mưa rơi Nghe tiếng mưa cười Và tiếng trái tim từng đêm Gọi trên lá bàng non Em nghe gì không, em hỡi? Vì anh thương em như thương cây bàng non Cây nhớ ai làm sao nói được Vì anh thương em như thương hạt mưa non dại Vỡ rồi mà có được đâu Anh thương em sẽ không cần trước sau Vì anh đã đặt mình ở hướng vô cùng Vì anh thương em- Vì anh thương em như thương cây bàng non Cây nhớ ai làm sao nói Vì anh thương em như thương hạt mưa non dại Vỡ rồi mà có được đâu Anh thương em sẽ không cần trước sau Vì anh đã đặt mình ở hướng vô cùng Anh thương em sẽ không cần trước sau Vì anh đã đặt mình... ở hướng... vô cùng

[Verse] Walking down the street with a beat in my head Graffiti on the walls speaking colors instead City lights flicker like a strobe in the haze Every step I take feels like I'm writing my phase [Verse 2] Sneakers hit pavement like a drum rolling tight A hustle in the shadows turns dark into light Pockets full of hope with a future to chase Every stumble is a lesson that I carefully place [Chorus] Concrete dreams rising high touching skies Hustle in my veins never telling lies Every crack in the sidewalk is a story to unfold Writing my legends in the cracks of gold [Bridge] Whispers in the alleys speak louder at night Echoes of ambitions taking flight Catching stars in a net of barbed wire Fueling my soul with an endless desire [Verse 3] Bus windows rattling with the beat of the town Every turn taken lifting me off the ground Heartbeats sync with horns and sirens Amongst the chaos I'm finding my islands [Chorus] Concrete dreams rising high touching skies Hustle in my veins never telling lies Every crack in the sidewalk is a story to unfold Writing my legends in the cracks of gold

Tijd gaat te snel de dag begint 7 uur de wekker roept me ongeduldig luid En het klinkt niet als een fluit Ik moet opstaan Ook al wil ik niet gaan Ontbijt staat al klaar Geen stress want ik hoef nog niet weg Tijd vliegt voorbij als een vogel Het lijkt wel een kogel De tijd is een dief hij steelt wat ik heb Elke dag wordt steeds korter Elk jaar vliegt voorbij Tijd gaat te snel ik hou het niet meer bij Ik moet opstaan, de dag roept me zacht, Maar mijn bed houdt me stevig vast. Toch weet ik, ik moet weer verder gaan, De tijd wacht nooit, De tijd kan alleen maar sneller gaan Mijn dagen vliegen ze blijven niet staan Ze gaan voorbij als een trein door de nacht En ik ren erachter, zo snel als ik kan, Maar de tijd is altijd mijlen vooruit De tijd is een dief hij steelt wat ik heb Elke dag wordt steeds korter Elk jaar vliegt voorbij Tijd gaat te snel ik hou het niet meer bij De tijd stopt nooit, ik kan hem niet vangen De tijd verdwijnt, hij vliegt voorbij Een schaduw valt over wat ik deed Ik blijf maar zoeken, ben niet vrij Hij neemt alles mee, niets dat hij vergeet.

[Verse] Woke up got no time for dreams Streetlights fading but the grind redeems Shadows dancing in the neon streams Chasing paper chasing themes [Verse 2] City's heartbeat got a heavy tone Concrete jungle but we're not alone Echoes whisper in a broken phone Late nights make this place our throne [Chorus] Rise up rise up it's the daybreak hustle With every step the bass and muscle No sleep till we make it double In this jungle we don't shuffle [Verse 3] Corner store's got the best advice A dollar short but life's the price Skipping meals but we're rolling dice Grit and grind breaking all ties [Chorus] Rise up rise up it's the daybreak hustle With every step the bass and muscle No sleep till we make it double In this jungle we don't shuffle [Verse 4] Dreams are written in the skyline's glow A thousand stories in the wind that blow Climbing ladders in the undertow Only path the one we sow

[Verse] Beneath the moon so soft and bright, You dance, my angel through the night, With every sway and every glide, You make the stars hang open wide. [Verse 2] Your eyes, they glisten like the sea, A tender glance just meant for me, In whispered rhythms, love's embrace, We find our heaven, time, and place. [Chorus] Oh, angel of the night, you shine, A melody so pure, divine, Our hearts entwine, a seamless blend, A harmony that never ends. [Bridge] Through sultry breezes, softly spun, We dance until the night is done, Embracing shadows 'neath the trees, Our love a song upon the breeze. [Verse 3] With fingertips, a tender touch, We glide on air, not needing much, Just you and I, in soft delight, Two souls as one under the night. [Chorus] Oh, angel of the night, you shine, A melody so pure, divine, Our hearts entwine, a seamless blend, A harmony that never ends.

(Verse 1) From the sunny shores of Mallorca, Maria Bel has come to stay, With her husband George and baby Ollie, They've traveled all this way. (Chorus) Oh, Maria, welcome to our home, With Nana's warmth and English food, you'll never feel alone. Though the rain may fall and the wind may blow, In our hearts, love will always grow. (Verse 2) Ollie’s laughter fills the rooms, As Nana’s stories weave through the gloom, George and Maria, hand in hand, Together in this foreign land. (Chorus) Oh, Maria, welcome to our home, With Nana's warmth and English food, you'll never feel alone. Though the rain may fall and the wind may blow, In our hearts, love will always grow. (Bridge) From pasties to pies, the flavors they adore, English tea and scones, they keep asking for more, A week of joy, memories to keep, In this place where the cold can't touch the love so deep. (Outro) So here’s to Maria, George, and sweet baby Ollie, And to Nana, whose love makes it all jolly. Though the weather’s cold and the skies are grey, Our hearts are warm, come what may.

Những câu nói trên đầu môi Phải chăng người trao cho riêng mình tôi? Dẫu đã biết anh không hề yêu Nhưng vẫn mơ mộng nhiều (vẫn mơ mộng nhiều) Vì anh lạnh lùng băng giá Còn tôi con tim thật thà Nên mình tôi, ôm lòng đêm nhức nhối Xa là nhớ, đêm nằm mơ Mơ tình ta xanh như bài thơ Ánh trăng sáng, soi màn đêm Đưa tình yêu qua thềm Vì sao người không nhận lấy? (Vì sao người không nhận lấy?) Để tôi hoang mang tháng ngày (để tôi hoang mang tháng ngày) Anh ở đâu? Cho tình tôi miên man, ey-yeah Ngày qua ngày, gió thét gào vì anh hững hờ Dù biết sẽ buồn lòng vẫn mãi chờ Một mai đường xa chung đôi Ân tình tuyệt vời lên ngôi Tình yêu của những phút đầu tựa như phép màu Sưởi ấm cõi lòng vượt qua nỗi sầu Để đêm mùa đông trôi xa Nụ cười rạng ngời trên môi thiết tha Dù đã biết tình đầu chỉ như là giấc mơ Anh đã đến bên em với bao khát khao Nhưng giờ đây, khi trái tim em đã đổi thay (oh-no, uh) Xin em hãy để tình yêu chôn sâu vào bóng đêm Đừng giận hờn, đừng mong nhớ, yeah Xa là nhớ, đêm nằm mơ Mơ tình ta xanh như bài thơ Ánh trăng sáng, soi màn đêm Đưa tình yêu qua thềm Vì sao người không nhận lấy? (Vì sao người không nhận lấy?) Để tôi hoang mang tháng ngày (để tôi hoang mang tháng ngày) Anh ở đâu? Cho tình tôi miên man, ey-yeah, yeah Ngày qua ngày, gió thét gào vì anh hững hờ Dù biết sẽ buồn lòng vẫn mãi chờ Một mai đường xa chung đôi Ân tình tuyệt vời lên ngôi Tình yêu của những phút đầu tựa như phép màu Sưởi ấm cõi lòng vượt qua nỗi sầu Để đêm mùa đông trôi xa Nụ cười rạng ngời trên môi thiết tha, oh Em yêu, thôi, chúng ta hãy chia tay nhau đi (oh, woah-woah) Ngày qua ngày, gió thét gào vì anh hững hờ Dù biết sẽ buồn lòng vẫn mãi chờ Một mai đường xa chung đôi Ân tình tuyệt vời lên ngôi Tình yêu của những phút đầu tựa như phép màu Sưởi ấm cõi lòng vượt qua nỗi sầu Để đêm mùa đông trôi xa Nụ cười rạng ngời trên môi thiết tha, oh

(Verse 1) Yo, check the mic, one two, this ain't no nursery rhyme Walkin' down the street, same damn concrete grime But hold up, wait a sec, somethin' ain't quite kosher Pigeons doin' the tango, under a neon poster Streetlights hummin' opera, bass so deep it shakes My shoes start tap-dancin', for f***'s sake! A grandma on a scooter, racin' a damn snail This ain't a dream, I'm wide awake, feel the surreal trail. (Chorus) Sidewalk symphony, playin' in my head Everyday absurdities, ain't no time for bed The mundane's gettin' funky, the normal's gone astray Sidewalk symphony, what a f***in' beautiful day! (Verse 2) A fire hydrant's preachin', 'bout the flow of time, man Squirrels are holdin' meetings, scribblin' with a tiny hand My coffee cup's levitatin', spillin' java in the air A mime is breakdancin', without a single care Old newspapers whisper secrets, in a language unknown My phone's ringin' backwards, a distorted ringtone This city's a circus, a cosmic f***in' show Where the ordinary's twisted, and the weird starts to grow. (Chorus) Sidewalk symphony, playin' in my head Everyday absurdities, ain't no time for bed The mundane's gettin' funky, the normal's gone astray Sidewalk symphony, what a f***in' beautiful day! (Bridge) Is it me, or is it real? This question I can't define Lost in the rhythm, of this strange paradigm Maybe the world's just quirky, a little bit askew Or maybe I'm just trippin', on somethin' brand new, goddamn. (Verse 3) The crosswalk stripes are zebra print, the buildings wear hats A dog is walkin' a human, that's where it's at, no sht The air is filled with laughter, a joyous, strange sound Even the garbage cans are gettin' down, gettin' down! I join the parade, dancin' with the freaks and geeks No more questions, just vibin', shoutin' out for weeks This crazy sidewalk symphony, it's got me in its sway Embracin' the weirdness, every single f**in' day. (Outro) Yeah, sidewalk symphony, that's my jam, motherfer A little bit of crazy, makes me who I am. Word the f up.

[Intro] (Soft krar strings fade into a muted trumpet groove) Yo, Lyrik Blaze in the buildin’… Addis heart, Brooklyn soul—ain’t no replacin’… This one’s for the lovers in the trenches… Light a blunt, let it simmer… [Verse 1] Yo, I’m Lyrik Blaze, raised in two worlds collidin’, Eighteen, touchin’ JFK, left Amharic for the sirens. Brooklyn nights, cold as hell, but waizero kept me warm, Met shorty at the bodega—coffee, cream, Ethiopian charm. She said, “Salam, habibi, why your eyes so heavy?” I said, “Girl, I’m from Addis—love’s a war, I’m never ready.” But her smile? Coptic gold, got me speakin’ in tongues, She said, “F*** the past, Blaze—let’s write a new sirat.” [Pre-Chorus] She’s my Brooklyn gursha—sweet, but she’ll cut you quick, Got her nails done at Fulton, but her soul’s Addis thick. Slow whine to the rhythm, her hips like eskista, Lyrik Blaze, man—I’m hooked, no resista’. [Chorus] Habesha love, Brooklyn nights— She’s my bered in the struggle, my wrongs turned right. Lyrik Blaze, yeah, I’m torn between two lands, But her kiss? Holy water mixed with street demands. Habesha love, we bend, never break, From the mercato to Bed-Stuy, man, this love’s our stake. [Verse 2] She’s got scars like taxis, stories in her stride, Lil’ rebel with a gold cross, saints on her side. We argue in Amharic, f*** in Brooklyn slang, Her moans sound like prayers—Egziabher, I’m sank. She said, “Blaze, why you always gotta rap ’bout pain? Let’s turn this trauma into champagne.” Now we sip t’ej in Crown Heights, smoke haze on the roof, Her laugh’s my anthem—truth, dawg, I’m off the stoop. [Pre-Chorus] She’s my Brooklyn gursha—sweet, but she’ll cut you quick, Got her nails done at Fulton, but her soul’s Addis thick. Slow whine to the rhythm, her hips like eskista, Lyrik Blaze, man—I’m hooked, no resista’. [Chorus] Habesha love, Brooklyn nights— She’s my bered in the struggle, my wrongs turned right. Lyrik Blaze, yeah, I’m torn between two lands, But her kiss? Holy water mixed with street demands. Habesha love, we bend, never break, From the mercato to Bed-Stuy, man, this love’s our stake. [Bridge] Yo, we fight like hyenas, f*** like we’re cursed, But when the cops roll by, she’s the shield to my burst. She said, “Blaze, if we die, let’s die in this rain— Addis stars in your eyes, Brooklyn blood in my veins.” I’m a sinner, she’s my Mary—ain’t no church in this dirt, But her love’s the injera that soaks up the hurt. [Outro] (Krar strums, beat fades) Lyrik Blaze… signin’ off… Habesha love, no cap— She’s my war, my peace, my Ethiopian map… One love, two worlds, slow burn… (Whispers in Amharic) Fikirey… fikirey… (My love… my love…) (Siren wails in the distance)

[Intro] (Soft krar strings fade into a muted trumpet groove) Yo, Lyrik Blaze in the buildin’… Addis heart, Brooklyn soul—ain’t no replacin’… This one’s for the lovers in the trenches… Light a blunt, let it simmer… [Verse 1] Yo, I’m Lyrik Blaze, raised in two worlds collidin’, Eighteen, touchin’ JFK, left Amharic for the sirens. Brooklyn nights, cold as hell, but waizero kept me warm, Met shorty at the bodega—coffee, cream, Ethiopian charm. She said, “Salam, habibi, why your eyes so heavy?” I said, “Girl, I’m from Addis—love’s a war, I’m never ready.” But her smile? Coptic gold, got me speakin’ in tongues, She said, “F*** the past, Blaze—let’s write a new sirat.” [Pre-Chorus] She’s my Brooklyn gursha—sweet, but she’ll cut you quick, Got her nails done at Fulton, but her soul’s Addis thick. Slow whine to the rhythm, her hips like eskista, Lyrik Blaze, man—I’m hooked, no resista’. [Chorus] Habesha love, Brooklyn nights— She’s my bered in the struggle, my wrongs turned right. Lyrik Blaze, yeah, I’m torn between two lands, But her kiss? Holy water mixed with street demands. Habesha love, we bend, never break, From the mercato to Bed-Stuy, man, this love’s our stake. [Verse 2] She’s got scars like taxis, stories in her stride, Lil’ rebel with a gold cross, saints on her side. We argue in Amharic, f*** in Brooklyn slang, Her moans sound like prayers—Egziabher, I’m sank. She said, “Blaze, why you always gotta rap ’bout pain? Let’s turn this trauma into champagne.” Now we sip t’ej in Crown Heights, smoke haze on the roof, Her laugh’s my anthem—truth, dawg, I’m off the stoop. [Pre-Chorus] She’s my Brooklyn gursha—sweet, but she’ll cut you quick, Got her nails done at Fulton, but her soul’s Addis thick. Slow whine to the rhythm, her hips like eskista, Lyrik Blaze, man—I’m hooked, no resista’. [Chorus] Habesha love, Brooklyn nights— She’s my bered in the struggle, my wrongs turned right. Lyrik Blaze, yeah, I’m torn between two lands, But her kiss? Holy water mixed with street demands. Habesha love, we bend, never break, From the mercato to Bed-Stuy, man, this love’s our stake. [Bridge] Yo, we fight like hyenas, f*** like we’re cursed, But when the cops roll by, she’s the shield to my burst. She said, “Blaze, if we die, let’s die in this rain— Addis stars in your eyes, Brooklyn blood in my veins.” I’m a sinner, she’s my Mary—ain’t no church in this dirt, But her love’s the injera that soaks up the hurt. [Outro] (Krar strums, beat fades) Lyrik Blaze… signin’ off… Habesha love, no cap— She’s my war, my peace, my Ethiopian map… One love, two worlds, slow burn… (Whispers in Amharic) Fikirey… fikirey… (My love… my love…) (Siren wails in the distance)