Текст песни Inspiration Island (Layla) с переводом

My Mecca of motivation is facing destruction

Develop growing hatred, the face of seduction

My patience erupted, now my liberation’s

Abducted, living through this name I’ve constructed

Not paid, so reluctant. Sucked into darkness

A place where I couldn’t give a fuck if your heart’s with us

Half your love doesn’t even compare

To the energy I get from an enemy’s stare

Is anyone there? I’m short of replies

I’m starved with nothing to feed off in this Lord of the Flies

I’m cornered by tribes of doubt without an escape

I’m screaming and shouting louder to get out of this place

Looking out on the space, thinking, «How the fuck did this happen?»

I thought I would’ve kept on rapping till my lungs are collapsing

But I’m lacking all inspiration, racking my brain

I want it to be just like how they had it back in the day

Stuck in the timeless thought

Brought up to think my dreams are made

From the future, but of course the suckers were wrong

As I pulling the bong bubble

My thought’s on a course inspired from a song

Cos everything I think of stems from the past

Learn from my idols not from a paid teacher in class

My heroes weren’t rock stars or sport celebrities

The truth’d be, I look up to my friends and family

I’m thanking everyone who gave me a chance

Who gave me a hand, when my head was stuck in the sand

To my Mum and my Dad, for their eternal love

My brothers, cousins, uncles, aunties and my little godson

You’re the reason and drive, why I put up with these critics

Take the disses and see very low financial figures

I’m saying, «Thanks mate and your family, without you

I probably hang on the streets with the bong crew.»

Deep in inertia (Stuck in the cold)

Last asleep, but the first up, (Taking it’s toll)

But we keep moving further. (We'll never fold)

We just roll and we roll and we roll and we roll

But we’re deep in inertia (Stuck in the cold)

Last asleep, but the first up, (Taking it’s toll)

But we keep moving further. (We'll never fold)

We just roll and we roll and we roll and we roll

Never gonna quit this biz, it’s too far gone

I walk the monumental step like my name was Neil Armstrong

One giant leap for mankind, nothing major

Syllabolik, historically I find a later

It’s time for the peeps now, I feel this deep down

Echoing through your soul, now feel the rebound

Piercing your heart, now open your eyes

And light, your like near-death when you’re showing the lie

Cos I spitting these lessons of the Stairway to Heaven

So, the gods can hear my call, when I’m no longer present

I got a penchant for dramatics, but never mistake my lyrics

Be the cogs turning that will instigate change

Every phrase, every verse, every word, every sound

Every little bit of shit that’s coming out my mouth

So get on down kid, yeah

Drapht, Downsyde, Layla

Singing Da da da da

Deep in inertia (Stuck in the cold)

Last asleep, but the first up, (Taking it’s toll)

But we keep moving further. (We'll never fold)

We just roll and we roll and we roll and we roll

But we’re deep in inertia (Stuck in the cold)

Last asleep, but the first up, (Taking it’s toll)

But we keep moving further. (We'll never fold)

We just roll and we roll and we roll and we roll

The days, we’re all getting older

The nights, it’s all getting colder

I need a shoulder to cry on

Hear the call of the lion lost in Zion, Babylon

Perth city, stand with me, march with me

Laugh with me and fight with me

Sip a drink from this cup and live forever

Listen to this song, it’ll all be better

See, the road we chose ain’t covered in gold

It’s smothered with blood and then covered with love

It’s the Wiz that I want, cos I need a heart

I need to be brave to face the past

I’m inspired by life, cos these words I write

Are non-fiction, listen to the wisdom

A reactions all preordained

Once you make a choice, things’ll never be the same

Welcome to the explanation for the waited on one

Patience push us, slash voodoo cushion with a half vacant tongue

Casting the plaque of an aardvark scums

Wasting spirit like gum, bust up of our lies

More undown and tied than a car park

Hated mirrors, the first a slump and the last up

A dark angel number one

Steer to the ground, I’m a stark naked souls

Unfolding now, so, come and fill my gaping holes

I staple peeled feathers to doubt and once blazing coals

Pillaging this staff of clues and treasures

I’m still missing, pulls your path like carcass lepers

Or six-year-old girls left a piss glass

In African deserts, I’m a split vases searching for my petals

Before I tip the basket in

Harping on one string, far from laughing with inspiration

In fact I think he’s taken my man on a lont

Cos he’s passionately groping her curves as I’m deferred

Hanging for hope, struck high, caught up in moping

Can’t even teach myself the ropes I’ll tire

Nah, you’re coping, revising bring me eager reason

When I’m pinched and I’m bleeding, I’m like, «La, you’re here breathing.»

But it’s clearly eating away at chips

And I apologise, I only wish I had some advice for you kids

Deep in inertia (Stuck in the cold)

Last asleep, but the first up, (Taking it’s toll)

But we keep moving further. (We'll never fold)

We just roll and we roll and we roll and we roll

But we’re deep in inertia (Stuck in the cold)

Last asleep, but the first up, (Taking it’s toll)

But we keep moving further. (We'll never fold)

We just roll and we roll and we roll and we roll