Translation of the song lyrics Maalt - Küberünnak & Karmo

Maalt - Küberünnak & Karmo
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Maalt , by -Küberünnak & Karmo
In the genre:Рэп и хип-хоп
Release date:21.08.2017
Song language:Estonian

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Maalt (original)Maalt (translation)
Üks lenksul, teine pakikal One on the handlebar, the other on the bag
Tasakaal on napikas, külavahe praktika The balance is scarce, the practice between villages
Pakipiim, leib, sai, ema papiga Parcel milk, bread, bread, mother's cardboard
Ülejäänud taskusse, see on minu taktika For the rest of your pocket, that's my tactic
Sätin traksipükse, nina tatine I adjusted the braces, nose tatine
Kommipaki klapime, pakiraamile maki me We fold a pack of candy, we put it on the luggage rack
Teibiga kinni lapime, kommid ei klapi We stick with tape, the candy doesn't stick
Arvult, neid pakul natuke hakime In number, we chopped them a bit
Palju etem kui prillid ja mingi 3D Much further than glasses and some 3D
Palju etem kui Wi-Fi või mingi 3G Much further than Wi-Fi or some kind of 3G
Ei taha mängida toas, mul kõik on kombes I don't want to play in the room, I'm fine
Sest palju parema paugu äädikapomm teeb Because a much better bang vinegar bomb makes
Tule kampa, see pole mingi Kvartal, nagla Come on, it's not a Quarter, nail
Säärevärinal kalale, kett rattalt maha Shaking fish, chain off the wheel
Külm Fanta karastab, pole karta vaja Cold Fanta hardens, there is no need to be afraid
Ba-ba-barankasid krõbistame koos tankla taga We crunch the ba-ba-barankas together behind the gas station
Läbi puuriida piiluvad päikesepiisad Sunbeams peek through the cage
Väikesed liivased jalad, säravad väikesed silmad Small sandy feet, shiny small eyes
Kiidame kliimat ka talvel, kui väljas kiilakad pinnad We also praise the climate in winter, when there are bald surfaces outside
Piisavalt viisakas riie, siis on ka viisakad ilmad Sufficiently polite fabric, then also polite weather
Põllutee, põllul põllumees Farm road, farmer in the field
Belarussi uksel väikse õlle teeb Makes a small beer at the door of Belarus
Magus vihm end peidab õlekõrre sees The sweet rain hides inside the straw
Märja sõrmega saan tuule sõrmele I get the wind on my finger with my wet finger
Kolm meest, on tolm teel Three men, the dust is on its way
Taga jälitab kui pikk rong see The chase behind it is like a long train
Loksub kokukas ja praksub tigu, põige The snail shakes and practices snails, cuts
Hüppab konn ees The frog jumps in front of you
Ma loobin järve ääres lutsu, ropult seal kalu liigub I'm throwing a lutra by the lake, the fish are moving there
Õhtuti hilja, hommikul vara sammud niidul Late in the evening, early in the morning steps in the meadow
Kohtume bandega mingil vanal talu kiigul We meet gangs on an old farm swing
Mu kokukas lahedam kui su tasakaaluliikur My cook is cooler than your balancer
Peenra vahel porgandid, kapsas, hoolikalt napsan Between the beds of carrots, cabbage, carefully snap
Vaarikaid, vanaema vaaritab vapralt, valged klaarid ja mahlad Raspberries, grandmother bravely grits, white clears and juices
Kasest, vahtrast tikatud lõunaks toobki Bred from birch, maple for lunch
Jumal tänatud, õhtul saab õunakooki Thank God you'll get an apple pie in the evening
Peale ei joo pakist, sest udar punglil on piimast Don't drink from the pack, because the udder in the bun is made of milk
Liitri võtan sahvrist ja purgist urgitsen viimast I take a liter from the pantry and dig the last one out of the jar
Vanaisa aina kiidab, et piimavuntsid on priimad Grandpa always praises that milk mustaches are good
Nüüd leiva lasen luusse ning pärast lähen ja niidan Now I put the bread in the bone and after that I go and mow
Muidu olen rõõmus, aga sauna lähen vihaga Otherwise I'm happy, but I'm going to the sauna with anger
Pole väga vegan, lauda vaja ikka liha ka Not very vegan, the table still needs meat too
Rohkem ma ei räägi, siia loosse ainult lisaks ma I'm not talking anymore, I'm just adding to this story
Et maal on väga kena, laulda tahaks täie kisaga That the country is very nice, I would like to sing with full shout
Põllutee, põllul põllumees Farm road, farmer in the field
Belarussi uksel väikse õlle teeb Makes a small beer at the door of Belarus
Magus vihm end peidab õlekõrre sees The sweet rain hides inside the straw
Märja sõrmega saan tuule sõrmele I get the wind on my finger with my wet finger
Kolm meest, on tolm teel Three men, the dust is on its way
Taga jälitab kui pikk rong see The chase behind it is like a long train
Loksub kokukas ja praksub tigu, põige The snail shakes and practices snails, cuts
Hüppab konn ees The frog jumps in front of you
Viskan pikali, pikuti pikal niidul I throw down, long on a long meadow
Kas teeme hookus pookus ja kokukal pikad tiirud? Do we make hookus pookus and kokual long circles?
Pakist võtan tiku, kuid vahel ka võtan mitu I take a match from the pack, but sometimes I also take several
Tuli pliidi alla tikub ja puhtaks ma tõmban kikud The fire is under the stove and I'll clean it up
Kopsus puhas õhk ja kopsikus puhas vesi Clean air in the lungs and clean water in the lungs
Hoobilt sopsu loobin korvile, hoovis koristan, rehin I threw the bag in the yard, cleaned it in the yard
Poris lobistan, tellin moosipontsikuid neli In the mud, I'm ordering four jam jars
Nosin oblikaid seni, kui sääsepunne mul enim I raised my obliques as long as I had the most mosquito bites
Näpuotstel villid ja peenral on pikad tillid There are blisters on the fingertips and long dill on the bed
Kuigi piinlen saunas, siis tiigis ma pigem chillin Although I suffer in the sauna, I tend to chill in the pond
Vesi otse allikast, põlluveerel üks rallikas Water directly from the source, one rally on the field
Maalit, kes külas tallinnast, heinapallil ma kallistan I cherish the painting of a village from Tallinn on a hay ball
Põllutee, põllul põllumees Farm road, farmer in the field
Belarussi uksel väikse õlle teeb Makes a small beer at the door of Belarus
Magus vihm end peidab õlekõrre sees The sweet rain hides inside the straw
Märja sõrmega saan tuule sõrmele I get the wind on my finger with my wet finger
Kolm meest, on tolm teel Three men, the dust is on its way
Taga jälitab kui pikk rong see The chase behind it is like a long train
Loksub kokukas ja praksub tigu, põige The snail shakes and practices snails, cuts
Hüppab konn eesThe frog jumps in front of you
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