Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Kakskümmend kaheksa last , by - J.M.K.E.. Song from the album Ainult planeet, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 07.04.2014
Record label: Stupido
Song language: Estonian
Kakskümmend kaheksa last(original) |
| Igal kultuursel inimesel tuleb trenazööril aegajalt harjutusi teha. |
| Sedasi me põletame rasvu, et julgeksime näidata rannas oma keha. |
| Ma vaatan peeglist oma rasvasöödud korpust ja mul hakkab hale. |
| Kes aitaks mind näha oma ninaotsast kaugemale? |
| Kakskümmend kaheksa last. |
| Nemad ei lähegi rasva. |
| Nad ei unista järeltulijaist. |
| Nad isegi suureks ei kasva. |
| Kas on kuskil raamat, kus kirjas on nende nimed? |
| Enne kui sa alustad söömist, täna saatust, et ta programmeeris sind siia elama, |
| kultuuri, mis nuumab end muu ilma kulul, õpetab tarbima ja õgima. |
| Ja pärast sööki trenazööril, kui püüad lahti saada üleliigsest rasvast sa, |
| täna veelkord oma saatust ja kahtkümmet kaheksat last. |
| Kakskümmend kaheksa last. |
| Veel kuuskümmend sekundit elu. |
| Kas näeme me numbrite taha? |
| Kas tunneme me nende valu? |
| Miks nende elud on vähem väärt kui meie omad? |
| Kakskümmend kaheksa last. |
| Kui palju on minuteid aastas? |
| Ja mitu on neid meie elus, |
| ja eludes, kuhu ei naasta? |
| Igas minutis on kakskümmend kaheksa last. |
| Kakskümmend kaheksa last. |
| Mõtelge nende peale. |
| Mõtelge siis, kui sööte |
| või kui uurite peeglist oma keha. |
| Teritage silmi, vaadake tühjusesse. |
| Kas näete nende hingi? |
| (translation) |
| Every cultured person needs to exercise from time to time with a trainer. |
| This is how we burn fat to dare to show our bodies on the beach. |
| I look in the mirror at my fat body and I feel sorry. |
| Who would help me see beyond my nose? |
| Twenty-eight children. |
| They don't go fat. |
| They do not dream of descendants. |
| They don't even grow up. |
| Is there a book somewhere with their names on it? |
| Before you start eating, today is the fate that he programmed you to live here, |
| a culture that fattens itself at the expense of other weather, teaches to consume and devour. |
| And after a meal at the trainer, if you're trying to get rid of excess fat, |
| today again his destiny and twenty-eight children. |
| Twenty-eight children. |
| Sixty more seconds of life. |
| Do we see behind the numbers? |
| Do we feel their pain? |
| Why are their lives less worthy than ours? |
| Twenty-eight children. |
| How many minutes a year? |
| And how many of them are in our lives, |
| and in lives where you will not return? |
| There are twenty-eight children every minute. |
| Twenty-eight children. |
| Think about them. |
| Think when you eat |
| or if you are looking in the mirror at your body. |
| Sharpen your eyes, look into the void. |
| Do you see their souls? |