N'funeral T'djalit Mire - Killua

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

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