Kneecap - C.E.A.R.T.A. (English translation)

Kneecap – C.E.A.R.T.A.

English translation

Gaelic (Irish Gaelic)

Original lyrics

C.E.A.R.T.A.

Foc mi, ní fhaca mé na bastairdí

Carr dubh ina bhfolach ar ár mullach is iad taobh istigh

Seans ar bith, go bhfaighidh siad mo mhála MD

Mar tá cóisir ann anocht ’s níl fáilte roimh an RUC

Is gan dabht, tá mise ar bís

Le dul síos ar an snaois arís ’s arís

Is ní stopfaidh mé go maidin mar nach socraím síos

Agus fuair mé mála mór ket in ionad mo chíos

Níl tú ag focan éisteacht liom níl seo ina focan jóc

Tá mé ag iarraidh a bheidh ag an chóisir leat ag ithe cúpla yokes

Ag déanamh cúpla líne bhán don phúdar mín cóc

Is tiocfaidh deireadh na hoíche ‘s beimid ar fad ag dul don smoke

Ach má rugtar orainn inniu Is muidinne a bheas thíos leis a bhfáiltiú na súl

Mar tá na muca mór mire sa tóir ar ár meon

Is beidh lucht maol Maghaberry sa tóir ar mo thóin

C.E.A.R.T.A.

Is cuma liomsa foc faoi aon Gharda

Dúidín lásta, tá mise ró-ghasta

Ní fheicfidh tú mise i mo sheasamh ró-fhada

C.E.A.R.T.A.

Is cuma liomsa foc faoi aon Gharda

Dúidín lásta, tá mise ró-ghasta

Ní fheicfidh tú mise i mo sheasamh ró-fhada

Duirt mé leat cheana, seo an chúis le Balaclava

Is féidir siúl. Ar shiúl, ’s ní aithneoidh siad tada

Tá ‘gear’ is fearr in iarthar Bhéal Feirste againn le fada

Cóc, speed, e’s agus moll marijuana

Ag teacht isteach go ciúin fríd shléibhte Chonamara

Ag cóisireacht le Tinky Winky agus Séamus Barra

Ní stopaim ón gheimhreadh fríd go dtí an tEarrach

Díolaim snaois le do Mhaimeo, do mhac ’s do chara

A íocann as má laethanta saoire ar an Fhál Carrach

Níl aon cathair nach bhfuil muid ann faoi láthair

Corcaigh, Doire agus fiú amháin D4

Ag scriosadh na háite ar mhaithe le bheith saibhir

Ansin ag déanamh snaois bhán le réaltaí TG4

So goitse anois, agus déanfaimid deifir

Mar tá mise ró-stuama anois anseo faoi lathair

Agus beidh muid ag dul go maidin le Rónán Mac An Rí

’Cause’ foc na rialacha atá ag RTÉ

C.E.A.R.T.A.

Is cuma liomsa foc faoi aon Gharda

Dúidín lásta, tá mise ró-ghasta

Ní fheicfidh tú mise i mo sheasamh ró-fhada

C.E.A.R.T.A.

Is cuma liomsa foc faoi aon Gharda

Dúidín lásta, tá mise ró-ghasta

Ní fheicfidh tú mise i mo sheasamh ró-fhada

Tógadh mo chara agus muid ar an bhealach

Cé gur thug mé smack ceart don Gharda salach

Bhí orm rith na bhaile agus dul na bhfolach

Mar bhí deich kilo cóc taped ar mo bhrollach

Anois ní sin le rá go raibh mé scanraithe

Sure ní íocaim as an toll ar an M50

Agus rachaidh muid ar aghaidh go dtí go bhfuil gach deor críochnaithe

Raitneach dleathach in focan Éire Aontaithe

“Young man we caught you damaging public property

And you are coming to the station so we can talk properly”

Tá tú ag labhairt le Kneecap, is cuma linn sa tsioc

Bím ar facebook do mháthair ag wankáil like foc

Ag streachailt do m’anáil mar tá do dheirfiúr fliuch

Ag tabhairt greadadh do d’athair agus mé lom nocht

Mar le tamall anois tá mé as mo mheabhair

Déanfaidh mise a bheag duit agus tú os comhair

Cibí, duine a bhí, mar chuid de do shaol

Brisim achan riail, seachas focan caol le caol

C.E.A.R.T.A.

Is cuma liomsa foc faoi aon Gharda

Dúidín lásta, tá mise ró-ghasta

Ní fheicfidh tú mise i mo sheasamh ró-fhada

C.E.A.R.T.A.

Is cuma liomsa foc faoi aon Gharda

Dúidín lásta, tá mise ró-ghasta

Ní fheicfidh tú mise i mo sheasamh ró-fhada

C.E.A.R.T.A.

Is cuma liomsa foc faoi aon Gharda

Dúidín lásta, tá mise ró-ghasta

Ní fheicfidh tú mise i mo sheasamh ró-fhada

C.E.A.R.T.A.

Is cuma liomsa foc faoi aon Gharda

Dúidín lásta, tá mise ró-ghasta

Ní fheicfidh tú mise i mo sheasamh ró-fhada

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English

Translation#1#2

R.I.G.H.T.

Fuck me, I didn't see the bastards coming

A black car hidden on the hill and them inside

No chance at all they'll get my bag of MD,

Because I have a party tonight and the RUC aren't welcome.

And without a doubt, I'm excited

Going down on the snuff again and again,

And I won't stop until morning because I don't settle down

And I got a big bag of ket instead of my rent

You're not fucking listening to me, this is a fucking joke

I'm trying to be at the part with you eating a few yokes,

Doing a couple of lines of the fine white powdered coke

And the end of the night will come and we'll all be going for a smoke.

But if we're caught today it's us who'll have out eyes down

Because the big furious pigs are on our tracks

And the dull people of Maghaberry will be on our asses

R.I.G.H.T.

I don't give a fuck about any Garda

A lit joint, I'm too fast,

You won't see me standing too long.

R.I.G.H.T.

I don't give a fuck about any Garda

A lit joint, I'm too fast,

You won't see me standing too long.

I told you, that's the reason for the Balaclava

They can walk. Walking they'll change nothing.

I have the best 'gear' in Belfast for a long time,

Coke, speed and marijuana

Coming in from the Connamara mountains.

Partying with Tinky Winky and Seamus Barra,

I won't stop from winter to spring

I sell snuff to your granny, your son and your friends

That pays off my holidays in Falcarragh.

There's no town that we're not in right now,

Cork, Derry, and even D4

Destroying the place to be rich

Then doing white stuff with the stars of TG4

So get going now, and let's hurry,

Because I'm too sober right now,

And we'll be going until morning with Rónán Mac An Rí,

Because fuck the rules at RTÉ

R.I.G.H.T.

I don't give a fuck about any Garda

A lit joint, I'm too fast,

You won't see me standing too long.

R.I.G.H.T.

I don't give a fuck about any Garda

A lit joint, I'm too fast,

You won't see me standing too long.

Micí Mire and us were taken on the way

Because I gave the dirty Garda a smack,

I had to run through the town and hide

Because I had 10 kilos of coke taped to my chest.

That's not to say that I was scared

Sure I don't pay my toll on the M50,

And we'll continue on until every tear is finished,

Legal grass in fucking United Ireland

“Young man we caught you damaging public property,

And you are coming to the station so we can talk properly”

You're talking to Kneecap we couldn't care less,

I do be on your mother's Facebook wanking like fuck,

Struggling with my breathing because your sister is wet

Giving your dad a battering and me naked.

Because for a long time now I've been out of my mind,

I'll do a little bit in front of you,

Whoever happens to be part of your life,

I break every rule except 'broad with broad'.

R.I.G.H.T.

I don't give a fuck about any Garda

A lit joint, I'm too fast,

You won't see me standing too long.

R.I.G.H.T.

I don't give a fuck about any Garda

A lit joint, I'm too fast,

You won't see me standing too long.

R.I.G.H.T.

I don't give a fuck about any Garda

A lit joint, I'm too fast,

You won't see me standing too long.

R.I.G.H.T.

I don't give a fuck about any Garda

A lit joint, I'm too fast,

You won't see me standing too long.

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Submitted by

obries39 on 2018-06-27

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Author's comments:

1) "MD" is MDMA.
2) The "RUC" is the Royal Ulster Constabulary, a police force.
3) "snuff" is a tobacco like powder that is snorted, but it's also used as a slang word for other drugs like cocaine.
4) "ket" is ketamine.
5) "yokes" is a slang word for ecstacy pills.
6) "gear" is another slang word for illegal drugs, but illegal drugs of any kind.
7) "TG4" is a TV station and broadcaster in Ireland that broadcasts shows in Irish Gaelic.
8) "RTÉ" (Raidió Teilifís Éireann) is the national TV broadcaster.
9) A "Garda" is a police officer. We don't say the "police" or "cops" in Ireland. We say the "Gardaí". "Garda" is the singular.
10) The "M50" is a motorway in County Dublin where you must pay an electronic toll.
11) "Caol le caol, leathan le leathan" in Irish means "broad with broad, slender with slender" and it's a grammatical rule used in spelling and conjugating verb in Irish.