Lirik Lagu America - K'naan
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
uh huh uh huh uh huhoh this takes me home,it makes me think about sitting outside of my old home when I was younger and singing something like
[Chorus I (with translation)]gabar yaroo subhaano [Young beautiful girl]maro shabeelo hirato [wearing tiger-patterned]maro qafiifa huwato [light, thin clothing]maga’aaga ii sheeg [Tell me your name]magaeygu waa sharaf [she says: My name is Sharaf]sharaf haaji weeyan [Sharaf Haaji, it is]aqalada hariirta [Those beautiful houses]dhina baan ka jooga [I live beside]alla ya u sheega [Somebody please tell them]tinta u shanleeya [give them a clue]nahoy zamzamey [of you, Zamzam]sabaah nuurey [who shines like the morning light]adoo kin kin iyo [like the scales]kaluun badaneey [of a colorful fish]adoo hajka jira [while you were gone on Hajj]xasuus badaneey [had many memories]sahiibtaa asho ashaq baa dilay [Your friend, Aisha died of love]ugu dambeyntiina [at long last (I realized)]aniyo geeluba [both I and the camels]wa u banaanbahnay [need love]
[Chorus II - x2 (with translation)]wanagii orodnee [Remember us fleeing]nabad barinee [searching for peace?]mareykan waa laga soo waayay [3x] [In America, none was found]
There are certain things fresh,and certain things mesh,I got my own sound I dont sound like the rest,and even my attire and my choice of dress,and not long ago I don’t spoke Englishmy point is police pull me over a lotthey wonder what kind of rap sheet I got.and sometimes I take a young girl out to eat,and hold the door open oh your so sweet,of course my affection’s super illustratedand I like to give don’t reciprocate itunless you could give me someone innovatedwell lets cook it up we dont refrigerate itbut back to the country of the educatedwhere people get robbed and they celebrate it,
[Repeat Chorus II x2]
[Mos Def:]Maraken,my country tis of theesweet land for robberiesdos smokin SUV’sgrab me an army greenfat and frillsthrills and spillseat and sleephump and killshop til you dropwork til you deadget all you canthen get in the wearoutta my faceon your kneessleep in the mansionshut out the streetsmake that cakewoop that tricklick my swaggersuck my sickget high get low get stcky get richget yo own show get down get quickyou slow you blow you broke your fixterror dome, home swag hometerror dome, home swag homehome swag homehome swag home
[Chorus II - x2 ("America" repeated)]
[Chali 2na:]There are some things pure while certain things blurdilute it with the lie and you believe when it occurfalsified information got my people in the stirwe have to be in search of something equal to the curestraight out the door, I come to give you morelay the law keep it raw, when I speak it from the coreget underneath your skin like especially with the clawconflicted with the rich cuz i kick it with the poorI laugh in the face of adversitysound clashed with the bass cuz its natural to mebut if you pay attention to the past you will seenot long ago you black they’d hang your ass from a treebut certain things things change, while some stay the samesome are recluse others are lovers of the gameI’m trying to walk the lane, the serahtal mustakeen [arabic for "straight path"]instead of doing things that keep you covered in the flame.
[Chorus II - x2 ("America" repeated)]
Nanananana that shit was cool in English, but let me get that Somali verse.
[Chorus I]
[Chorus I (with translation)]gabar yaroo subhaano [Young beautiful girl]maro shabeelo hirato [wearing tiger-patterned]maro qafiifa huwato [light, thin clothing]maga’aaga ii sheeg [Tell me your name]magaeygu waa sharaf [she says: My name is Sharaf]sharaf haaji weeyan [Sharaf Haaji, it is]aqalada hariirta [Those beautiful houses]dhina baan ka jooga [I live beside]alla ya u sheega [Somebody please tell them]tinta u shanleeya [give them a clue]nahoy zamzamey [of you, Zamzam]sabaah nuurey [who shines like the morning light]adoo kin kin iyo [like the scales]kaluun badaneey [of a colorful fish]adoo hajka jira [while you were gone on Hajj]xasuus badaneey [had many memories]sahiibtaa asho ashaq baa dilay [Your friend, Aisha died of love]ugu dambeyntiina [at long last (I realized)]aniyo geeluba [both I and the camels]wa u banaanbahnay [need love]
[Chorus II - x2 (with translation)]wanagii orodnee [Remember us fleeing]nabad barinee [searching for peace?]mareykan waa laga soo waayay [3x] [In America, none was found]
There are certain things fresh,and certain things mesh,I got my own sound I dont sound like the rest,and even my attire and my choice of dress,and not long ago I don’t spoke Englishmy point is police pull me over a lotthey wonder what kind of rap sheet I got.and sometimes I take a young girl out to eat,and hold the door open oh your so sweet,of course my affection’s super illustratedand I like to give don’t reciprocate itunless you could give me someone innovatedwell lets cook it up we dont refrigerate itbut back to the country of the educatedwhere people get robbed and they celebrate it,
[Repeat Chorus II x2]
[Mos Def:]Maraken,my country tis of theesweet land for robberiesdos smokin SUV’sgrab me an army greenfat and frillsthrills and spillseat and sleephump and killshop til you dropwork til you deadget all you canthen get in the wearoutta my faceon your kneessleep in the mansionshut out the streetsmake that cakewoop that tricklick my swaggersuck my sickget high get low get stcky get richget yo own show get down get quickyou slow you blow you broke your fixterror dome, home swag hometerror dome, home swag homehome swag homehome swag home
[Chorus II - x2 ("America" repeated)]
[Chali 2na:]There are some things pure while certain things blurdilute it with the lie and you believe when it occurfalsified information got my people in the stirwe have to be in search of something equal to the curestraight out the door, I come to give you morelay the law keep it raw, when I speak it from the coreget underneath your skin like especially with the clawconflicted with the rich cuz i kick it with the poorI laugh in the face of adversitysound clashed with the bass cuz its natural to mebut if you pay attention to the past you will seenot long ago you black they’d hang your ass from a treebut certain things things change, while some stay the samesome are recluse others are lovers of the gameI’m trying to walk the lane, the serahtal mustakeen [arabic for "straight path"]instead of doing things that keep you covered in the flame.
[Chorus II - x2 ("America" repeated)]
Nanananana that shit was cool in English, but let me get that Somali verse.
[Chorus I]
