Lyrics of N'funeral T'djalit Mire - Killua

N'funeral T'djalit Mire (original)

N’funeral t’djalit mire
Vi me vrap e t’pshtyj en ftyre
Me kane i mire se kam per detyre
Se kerrkush s’em pagu mu per me u shtire
T’vi n’shpi pshurri n’lavaman nihem i lire
Kush karin je ti, shok je tu m’thirre
Ku karin ke ti kur e pata veshtire
E baj ket mut per veti e tim bir
Lirikisht jam pambarimisht i pashterushem
Ish dashnorja jeme fje me tjere une e du shume
Pranaj jam gzu shume, une kam hup shume
Kallzom sonte kush karin jam une?
Jam ai qe e kish puth Gandhin n’faqe
E kish rreh grushta masanej fol per paqe
Jam si masturbimet e shenjtorve mes nate
I trishte si fundjavat e cifteve n’clube
Sonte nihem me fat du me vra veten
Tane e keni vra po ju s’kallzoni t’verteten
Ju s’jeni kurr vetem merrni dashni nga ekrani
Ni jete plot aventura e jetume prej divani
Ca po ndodh po baj moral m’fal
Nal, per kto tekste s’em vje kush en festival
Une s’jam banal sdi pse e ma thuni
Banalitet a me u kliku cdo lloj majmuni ma shume se Elina Duni
Kur pelqej dika une hallakatem
Kallzom Donike a do Gjergjin apo Shpaten
Jam idhnu me ty si Zoti me Papen
Se ti m’ke mush me rrena si librat e shkolles canten
Ata qe t’perqafojne n’vesh t’flasin bukur
Mos u var prej tyne durt i kane si Freddy Krueger
Sir-A a n’bagazh te ni opeli me flutur
Vdis Bushter
Une kam ba art n’pampers
A kujto se m’ha mu per followers
Tu menu per misteret n’Univers
Kur t’bahem i famshem une do nisem per Tibet
Se i besoj kerrkuj qe ni her ka nu lines
Gjithmone ni Eve i flet i gjarpen mas shpines
Me shokt imagjinar maj men tu kesh une tinez
Prej qejfit kur ia vran n’film baben Simbes

(translation)

In the good boy's funeral
I run and spit in your face
They have me good that I have a duty
That no one paid me just to pretend
I feel free to piss at home
Who the fuck are you, friend are you to call me
Where is your cock when I had a hard time
I do this shit for myself and my son
Lyric I am endlessly inexhaustible
Ex-lover we sleep with others I love her very much
I'm very happy here, I'm very lost
Kallzom tonight who the fuck am I?
I am the one who kissed Gandhi on the face
He had been beaten by Masanej, he spoke for peace
I am like the masturbation of the saints in the middle of the night
Sad as couples' weekends in clubs
Tonight I am lucky I want to kill myself
You killed us but you did not tell the truth
You just never get the hang of it
A life full of adventure and living on the couch
Forgive me for what is happening
Nal, no one comes to the festival for these texts
I'm not banal sdi why do you tell me
Banality or any kind of monkey was clicked more than Elina Duni
When I like something I get confused
Kallzom Donike does he love Gjergji or Shpaten
I am angry with you like God with the Pope
That you lied to me like school books canten
Those who embrace you speak nicely
Do not depend on them for their hands like Freddy Krueger
Sir-A in the trunk of a butterfly opel
Vdis Bushter
Une kam ba art n’pampers
Do you remember that I ate for my followers
Your menu for mysteries at Universe
When I become famous I will leave for Tibet
That I believe kerrkuj that ni her ka nu lines
Eve always speaks to the serpent behind her back
With imaginary friend may I have a tiny me
Out of pleasure when he kills his father Simba in the movie