Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Velkommen Til 15, artist - Jamaika
Date of issue: 24.10.2015
Song language: Danish
Velkommen Til 15(original) |
Velkommen til 2015 |
Hvor folk ser problemer, men de vil forsømme dem |
Hvor folk de dør, men de prøver glem' dem |
Fortæl dem sandheden, er vendt hjem |
Velkommen til, ja, velkommen til, velkommen til, ja velkommen til |
Velkommen til 2015 |
Hvor folk ser problemer men de vil forsømme dem |
Hvor folk de dør, men de vil glemm' dem |
Fortæl dem sandheden, er vendt hjem |
Velkommen til 2015 |
Hvor folk ser problemer, men de vil forsømme dem |
Hvor folk de dør, men de prøver glemm' dem |
Fortæl dem sandheden er vendt hjem |
Den her er til dig, dig, dig og dig |
Dem der ikk' rigtig kender til en anden vej, eller løsning |
Tro mig jeg kender den følelse |
Går tomhjertet, som om at du var et spøgelse |
Men det ved at gå galt for dem |
Hvem troede at det var planen for dem |
Du omkom haram |
Og nu lægger de lagen på ham |
Tusset fra hans hals til hans arm |
Hans opvækst gjord' at det ikk' blev det samme |
Dem som der kender ham, husker ham tilbage fra han var barn |
Den gang at lyden af sirener gjorde dem bange |
Den gang at duften af hjem ikke nåed' langt |
Nu løber vi med paranoia, og bang for at blive fanget' |
For folk herude har en tunge som en slange |
Og folk taler khara, er du dum en stank |
Velkommen til 2015 |
Hvor folk ser problemer, men de vil forsømme dem |
Hvor folk de dør, men de prøver glemm' dem |
Fortæl dem sandheden er vendt hjem |
Ja, velkommen til, velkommen til, ja, velkommen til |
Velkommen til 2015 |
Hvor folk ser problemer, med de vil forsømme dem |
Hvor folk de dør, men de vil glemm' dem |
Fortæl dem sandheden er vendt hjem |
Velkommen til 2015 |
Hvor folk ser problemer, men de vil forsømme dem |
Hvor folk de dør, men de prøver glemm' dem |
Fortæl dem sandheden er vendt hjem |
For mening men meningsmål er håbløst |
Går kun op i de små ting er i seriøs? |
Hvor mange er jeres problemer skal i stramme op på |
Hvor mange af jeres problemer har i egentlig fået løst? |
Fordrejer hele sandheden, når i gør det kun af lyst |
Men før eller siden, er der en der vil vide noget |
Men før eller siden, er der en der vil sige noget |
Ja, før eller siden, før eller siden |
Bliver de nødt til fri Falastinio |
Se de missiler, og se hvor de lig lå |
Himlen var blå, endte med at blive grå |
Ingen barmhjertighed, de dræber også de små |
Ved du hvor mange af de børn de har haft i sigte |
Fortæl mig at det her ikke er tankevækkende |
Han har ikke et våben, så dit våben, læg det |
Hvis du vil have fred så skriv det med blækket |
Velkommen til 2015 |
Hvor folk ser problemer, med de vil forsømme dem |
Hvor folk de dør, men de prøver' glem dem |
Fortæl dem sandheden er vendt hjem |
Ja, velkommen til, velkommen til, ja, velkommen til |
Velkommen til 2015 |
Hvor folk ser problemer, med de vil forsømme dem |
Hvor folk de dør, men de vil glemm' dem |
Fortæl dem sandheden er vendt hjem |
Velkommen til 2015 |
Hvor folk ser problemer, med de vil forsømme dem |
Hvor folk de dør, men de prøver glemm' dem |
Fortæl dem sandheden er vendt hjem |
(translation) |
Welcome to 2015 |
Where people see problems but they will neglect them |
Where people die, but they try to forget them |
Tell them the truth, have returned home |
Welcome to, yes, welcome to, welcome to, yes welcome to |
Welcome to 2015 |
Where people see problems but they want to ignore them |
Where people die, but they will forget them |
Tell them the truth, have returned home |
Welcome to 2015 |
Where people see problems but they will neglect them |
Where people die, but they try to forget them |
Tell them the truth has returned home |
This one is for you, you, you and you |
Those who don't really know of another way or solution |
Trust me I know that feeling |
Walking empty-hearted as if you were a ghost |
But things are about to go wrong for them |
Who thought that was the plan for them |
You perished haram |
And now they put the sheet on him |
The tussle from his neck to his arm |
His upbringing made it not the same |
Those who know him remember him from when he was a child |
That time that the sound of sirens scared them |
The time when the smell of home didn't reach far |
Now we run with paranoia, and fear of being caught' |
Because people out here have a tongue like a snake |
And people speak khara, you are stupid a stink |
Welcome to 2015 |
Where people see problems but they will neglect them |
Where people die, but they try to forget them |
Tell them the truth has returned home |
Yes, welcome, welcome, yes, welcome |
Welcome to 2015 |
Where people see problems with they want to neglect them |
Where people die, but they will forget them |
Tell them the truth has returned home |
Welcome to 2015 |
Where people see problems but they will neglect them |
Where people die, but they try to forget them |
Tell them the truth has returned home |
For meaning but meaning is hopeless |
Are you serious about the little things? |
How many are your problems do you have to tighten up |
How many of your problems have you actually solved? |
Distorting the whole truth when you do it only out of lust |
But sooner or later, there is someone who wants to know something |
But sooner or later, someone will say something |
Yes, sooner or later, sooner or later |
Will they have to free Falastinio |
See those missiles and see where the bodies lay |
The sky was blue, ended up turning gray |
No mercy, they kill the little ones too |
Do you know how many of the children they had in mind |
Tell me this isn't mind-blowing |
He doesn't have a weapon, so your weapon, put it away |
If you want peace, write it in ink |
Welcome to 2015 |
Where people see problems with they want to neglect them |
Where people they die but they try' forget them |
Tell them the truth has returned home |
Yes, welcome, welcome, yes, welcome |
Welcome to 2015 |
Where people see problems with they want to neglect them |
Where people die, but they will forget them |
Tell them the truth has returned home |
Welcome to 2015 |
Where people see problems with they want to neglect them |
Where people die, but they try to forget them |
Tell them the truth has returned home |