Translation of the song lyrics Alle Vores Helte - Ankerstjerne, Pede B, Isaac Kasule

Alle Vores Helte (original)

Mit navn er Anker og jeg' fra generation af kids
Der voksede op med Pimp My Ride og MTV Cribs
Os der ved der findes bløde værdier, men tit glemmer det
For alle vores helte havde diamanter på tænderne
Min far var ikk' hjemme, så jeg så op til Jay-Z
Han lært' mig fire små ord: «Fuck you, pay me»
Og jeg ved jo godt du synes, at det' en lille smule ekstremt
Men det var med til at gi' mig en plan
Forstår du, før musikken den dukkede op i mit liv
Var jeg på gyngende grund, manglede en grund til at blive
Jeg var fregnet, overvægtig, asocial og utilpas
Og havde det bedst bedøvet på svampe, bajere og hash
Gangsterrap tog en knægt der ku' ha' endt som mobbeoffer
Lærte ham slå igen, blaow, what up motherfucker
Badboy og den selvtillid den ga' mig
Og rap for drengene ga' pludselig lidt opmærksomhed fra damer
Indtil dagen hvor Blueprint droppede, og jeg fandt min mission
Jeg sku' ha' den guldkæde, jeg sku' lave den million
Jeg sku' være ligeså tight til business som til at bust' rim
Og jeg sku' stå for noget, det var aldrig nok at stå på scenen
Jeg har for længst fået BMW’en, og det' præcis som du tror
Pengene de gjorde mig ikk' lykkelig, livet der fulgte med gjorde
Spørg mig hvem jeg vil' ha' været, hvis jeg ikk' havde lært at skrive
Og jeg si’r hip-hop har reddet mit liv
For jeg ku' kun se min egen skygge med ryggen vendt imod solen, solen
Når dagen gik på hæld, ku' jeg ikk' find' mig selv
Var nødt til at vende om, så jeg ku' find' hjem
Så jeg finder vej, finder vej
For flammen er inde i mig, åh, åh, åh, åh
Finder vej, finder vej
For flammen er inde i mig
Og jeg brænder, jeg brænder, jeg brænder, åh
At ha' musikken som et erhverv, ka' gøre mig stolt som en pave
Men når folk spør' hvis jeg ikk' rappede, hva' jeg så skulle lave
Begynder noget at gnave, der gi’r mig ondt i min mave
For de taler til mig, som om at jeg havde jeg fået en gave
De tænker at hvis jeg ikk' var endt som rapper
Ville jeg være på forfatterskole og jagte 12-taller
Yeah right, grunden til jeg ikk' blev sprogspasser
Omhandler musikken jeg hørt' siden de små klasser
Men blev jeg god til rap, fordi jeg var god til ord?
Eller blev jeg god til ord, for jeg så rapper' som min storebror?
Cyphers foran skolens port blev en korridor
Til livet for nogle der bor på den anden side af moder jord
Folk som Sean Price gjorde mit sprog nice
Han lært' mig hvert eneste ord det ska' overvejes
Om det' en lang eller kort rejs' er jeg positiv
For rappen ga' lidt fokus til et rodet liv
For jeg ku' kun se min egen skygge med ryggen vendt imod solen, solen
Når dagen gik på hæld, ku' jeg ikk' find' mig selv
Var nødt til at vende om, så jeg ku' find' hjem
Så jeg finder vej, finder vej
For flammen er inde i mig, åh, åh, åh, åh
Finder vej, finder vej
For flammen er inde i mig
Og jeg brænder, jeg brænder, jeg brænder, åh
Har aldrig haft et fjæs som Christopher, så mine sedler sku' foldes
Hvis jeg sku' lave damer som Christopher Wallace
Eller Marshall eller Sean sat' gang i mig om morgenen
Og weed og bajer gjorde mig doven og havde mig fanget i en storm
Hiphop har lært mig pres det skaber diamanter
Så min ride den er så fly, folk ta’r en selfie foran
For jeg har knoklet
Men det spiller ingen rolle, vil ikke stoppe
For hvem ka' lave noget svedigt uden at svede for det?
Jeg' Nik og Jay møder Suspekt, møder Clemens og
Jeg' med isbjørnen på toppen af verden som Nordisk Films logo
Et skridt, to skridt, aldrig haft et bunke hype
Tog mig ti år at bli' en succes overnight
Og publikum er blevet større, men inderst inde og til det ender
Er jeg stadig knægten i gården, der bare rapper for sine venner
Li’som og har det med mig hvert sted
Tænk, jeg ka' leve af' noget jeg ikk' ka' la' vær' med
For jeg ku' kun se min egen skygge med ryggen vendt imod solen, solen
Når dagen gik på hæld, ku' jeg ikk' find' mig selv
Var nødt til at vende om, så jeg ku' find' hjem
Så jeg finder vej, finder vej
For flammen er inde i mig, åh, åh, åh, åh
Finder vej, finder vej
For flammen er inde i mig
Og jeg brænder, jeg brænder, jeg brænder, åh

(translation)

My name is Anker and I 'from generation of kids
Growing up with Pimp My Ride and MTV Cribs
We who know there are soft values, but often forget it
For all our heroes had diamonds on their teeth
My dad was not home, so I looked up to Jay-Z
He taught me four little words: "Fuck you, pay me"
And I know you think that's a little bit extreme
But it helped give me a plan
Do you understand before the music it appeared in my life
Was I on rocking ground, lacked a reason to stay
I was freckled, overweight, antisocial and uncomfortable
And had it best anesthetized on mushrooms, beers and hash
Gangsterrap took a kid who could 'ha' ended up as a victim of bullying
Taught him to hit again, blaow, what up motherfucker
Badboy and the confidence it gave me
And rap for the boys suddenly got some attention from ladies
Until the day Blueprint dropped and I found my mission
I should have the gold chain, I should make the million
I should be as tight to business as to bust 'rim
And I had to stand for something, it was never enough to stand on stage
I got the BMW a long time ago, and it's exactly as you think
The money they made me not happy, the life that came with did
Ask me who I would have been if I had not learned to write
And I say hip-hop has saved my life
For I could only see my own shadow with my back facing the sun, the sun
As the day wore on, I could not 'find' myself
Had to turn around so I could 'find' home
So I find my way, find my way
For the flame is inside me, oh, oh, oh, oh
Finds way, finds way
For the flame is within me
And I burn, I burn, I burn, oh
Having music as a profession can make me proud as a pope
But when people ask 'if I did not' rap, what 'I should do then
Starting to gnaw something that hurts in my stomach
For they speak to me, as if I had received a gift
They think that if I did not end up as a rapper
Would I be in writing school and chasing 12s
Yeah right, the reason I did not become a language passer
Deals with the music I heard 'since the small classes
But did I become good at rap because I was good at words?
Or did I become good at words, because I saw rapper 'like my big brother?
Cyphers in front of the school gate became a corridor
To the life of some who live on the other side of Mother Earth
People like Sean Price made my language nice
He taught me every word to be considered
Whether it 'a long or short journey' I am positive
For the rap gave a little focus to a messy life
For I could only see my own shadow with my back facing the sun, the sun
As the day wore on, I could not 'find' myself
Had to turn around so I could 'find' home
So I find my way, find my way
For the flame is inside me, oh, oh, oh, oh
Finds way, finds way
For the flame is within me
And I burn, I burn, I burn, oh
Have never had a face like Christopher, so my banknotes should be folded
If I'm going to make ladies like Christopher Wallace
Or Marshall or Sean got me started in the morning
And the weed and beers made me lazy and had me caught in a storm
Hip hop has taught me the pressure it creates diamonds
So my ride is so fly, people take a selfie in front
Because I've boned
But it does not matter, will not stop
For who can make something sweaty without sweating for it?
I 'Nik and Jay meet Suspect, meet Clemens and
I'm with the polar bear on top of the world as Nordisk Film's logo
One step, two steps, never had a pile of hype
Took me ten years to become a success overnight
And the audience has gotten bigger, but deep down and until it ends
Am I still the kid in the yard just rapping for his friends
Li’som and have it with me every place
Think, I can 'live on' something I can not 'be' with
For I could only see my own shadow with my back facing the sun, the sun
As the day wore on, I could not 'find' myself
Had to turn around so I could 'find' home
So I find my way, find my way
For the flame is inside me, oh, oh, oh, oh
Finds way, finds way
For the flame is within me
And I burn, I burn, I burn, oh