Below is the lyrics of the song Jamaica, Jamaica , artist - KAAS, Miwata with translation
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KAAS, Miwata
Come out in a pretty car, the people will envy you
If you make a big house, they will envy you
Even for your cloth, even for the way you move
They will envy you
They can’t envy you for your art
Because they can’t seed
That’s why god, use your art
So at the end of the day it doesn’t matter, your white, your black, your pink,
your yellow, it’s just one god
Jamaica, Jamaica
Endlich treffen wir uns Jamaica, Jamaica
Jamaica, Jamaica
Endlich treffen wir uns Jamaica
Sitz auf der Terasse überblicke das Meer
Wo kommen die schönen Farben nur her
Seit drei Tagen hier, angekommen vorher
Ich habe erst jetzt wieder schreiben gelernt
Es ist hier bei weitem nicht wie in Prospekten
Natürlich als Touri da kannst du nicht meckern
Die Strände, das Wasser, der Dschungel vom besten
Doch überall Armut wohin du dich wendest
Wütende Augen von zu vielen Schmerzen
Wechseln sich ab mit den fröhlichsten Herzen
Vernarbte Gesichter, die Dollar erbetteln
Immer Musik, sie kommt aus allen Ecken
Jamaica, Jamaica
Endlich treffen wir uns Jamaica, Jamaica
Jamaica, Jamaica
Endlich treffen wir uns Jamaica
Der Regen versucht diese Stadt abzukühlen
Wir sind grade in Kingston, die Straßen sie glühen
Unser Apartment mit Security abgeschirmt
Zu oft kriegen Menschen hier Kugeln zu spüren
Ich treff' einen, der davon Narben am Hals hat
Rasierklingenlächeln, wenn man zu viel labert
Der Baum vorm Balkon voller Zitronenfalter
Sieht aus wie fliegende Blüten, sagt Miwata.
(Miwata: Ja man)
Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit wie Rihanna
Drei Jobs sind hier üblich, wer es fühlt, der kennt es
Reggae macht sie erträglich die Frühschicht bis Latenight
Zuhause da battelt der Böhmermann Erdogan
Jamaica, Jamaica
Endlich treffen wir uns Jamaica, Jamaica
Jamaica, Jamaica
Endlich treffen wir uns Jamaica
Come out in a pretty car, the people will envy you
If you make a big house, they will envy you
Even for your cloth, even for the way you move
They will envy you
They can't envy you for your art
Because they can't seed
That's why god, use your art
So at the end of the day it doesn't matter, your white, your black, your pink,
your yellow, it's just one god
Jamaica, Jamaica
Finally we meet Jamaica, Jamaica
Jamaica, Jamaica
Finally we meet Jamaica
Sitting on the terrace overlooking the sea
Where do the beautiful colors come from?
Here for three days, arrived earlier
I've only just learned to write again
It's not at all like in brochures
Of course as a tourist there you can't complain
The beaches, the water, the jungle at its best
Yet poverty everywhere you turn
Angry eyes from too much pain
Take turns with the happiest hearts
Scarred faces begging for dollars
Always music, it comes from all corners
Jamaica, Jamaica
Finally we meet Jamaica, Jamaica
Jamaica, Jamaica
Finally we meet Jamaica
The rain is trying to cool this town down
We're in Kingston right now, the streets are glowing
Our apartment is shielded by security
Too often people feel bullets here
I meet one who has scars on his neck
Razor smile when you talk too much
The tree in front of the balcony full of brimstone butterflies
Looks like flying flowers, says Miwata.
(Miwata: yeah man)
Work work work like Rihanna
Three jobs are common here, whoever feels it, knows it
Reggae makes the early shift to late night bearable
At home the Böhmermann Erdogan is struggling
Jamaica, Jamaica
Finally we meet Jamaica, Jamaica
Jamaica, Jamaica
Finally we meet Jamaica
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