Перевод песни Rage Against The Machine - Freedom

Ugh!
Pump, pump, wah!
C’mon!
Ugh!

Solo,
I’m a soloist, on a solo list,
All live, never on a floppy disk.
Inka, inka, bottle of ink,
Paintings of rebellion, drawn up by the thoughts I think!

Yeah!
C’mon!
The militant poet in once again, check it!

It’s set up like a deck of cards,
They’re sending us to early graves for all the diamonds,
They’ll use a pair of clubs to beat the spades.
With poetry I paint the pictures that hit,
More like the murals that fit,
Don’t turn away, get in front of it.
Brotha, did ya forget ya name?
Did ya lose it on the wall playing Tic-Tac-Toe?
Yo, check the diagonal, three brothers gone,
C’mon, doesn’t that make it three in a row?

Anger is a gift.

C’mon!
Ugh!

Drop that!
Ugh!
C’mon!
Yeah!
Ugh!

Brotha, did ya forget ya name?
Did ya lose it on the wall playing Tic-Tac-Toe?
Yo, check the diagonal, three million gone,
C’mon, ’cause you know they’re counting backwards to zero.
Environment, the environment exceeding
On the level of our unconsciousness.
For example, what does the billboard say?
“Come and play, come and play!
Forget about the movement!”

Anger is a gift.

Yeah!
Ugh!
Aw, bring that shit in!
Ugh!
Hey!

Freedom!
Yeah!
Freedom!
Yeah, right!
Freedom!
Yeah!
Freedom!
Yeah!
Freedom!
Yeah, right!
Freedom!
Yeah!
Freedom!
Yeah right!