The Blind Man Story - Boomdabash, Sergio Sylvestre

Some man dem kyaan see di prosperity around dem

Surrounded by foolishness

May the lord come fi warn dem

Tell me where you belong

And what you think you gonna teach your son?

You must be grateful for the blessings around you

The good things you been trough

Cause happyness in life has a price

You never meant to

Care about someone that is not you

A blind man is walking

No telephone calling

He’s the only one man he really can talk with

You never imagine

Life is so fucking tragic

Spending every second in the dark

Juss surviving

But me know seh what is in the dark soon haffi come straight to the light

Have you ever seen a blind man ah cry?

Have you ever taste a single tear down from your eyes

No, you dont

And you won’t

In the end, the blind man blues is on

One man live in the dark

Two men on the road

Sayin' moon is too far

Three nights we spend awake

It ain’t no glory

Four times a week I listen to this blind man story

Oh oh oh

The blind man blues is on

Oh oh oh

He can’t see the sun

Oh oh oh

It ain’t no glory

Listen to this blind man story

Ane bbà chatta mò subbra la chat

La strada pe nui è lu giustu habitat

La fuori sembra Los Angeles

La fuori non è come Snapchat

Nu giurnu buenu, nu giurnu su bad

Nu giurnu su mazzu, nu giurnu su fatt'

La fuori sembra Los Angeles

Comu na storia su Instagram

Ane bba chatta in privatu contattami

Te cuntu vita de morte e meracoli

Lassa me spruzzu nu pocu de propoli

Carta igienica munnu a rotoli

Carta regalu tengu lu Monopoly

Me sentu scommutu viaggiu in economy

Sull’altalena ancora ca dondoli

Minti mi piace follow me follow me

Nu giurnu Putin nu giurnu Trump

Nu giurnu su Conte nu giurnu Deschamps

La fuori sembra Los Angeles

Pe tanti invece pare Bagdad

Na na na no nu dire na na

Quista è la verità mo tie na na na

Quannu sienti stu pezzu te parte na ola

Ca pare lu stadiu de Maracanà

Quantu su buenu quantu su bad

Quantu su ciecu quantu Ray Charles

Nu giurnu ragga nu giurnu trap

Nu giurnu sanu poi mbriacu allu bar

Fazzu de tuttu riflettu de tuttu

De tuttu de tuttu compà

Ma la fuori sembra Los Angeles

Un film girato a Cinecittà

One man live in the dark

Two men on the road

Sayin' moon is too far

Three nights we spend awake

It ain’t no glory

Four times a week I listen to this blind man story

Oh oh oh

The blind man blues is on

Oh oh oh

He can’t see the sun

Oh oh oh

It ain’t no glory

Listen to this blind man story

Oh oh oh

The blind man blues is on

Oh oh oh

He can’t see the sun

Oh oh oh

It ain’t no glory

Listen to this blind man story

Oh oh oh

The blind man blues is on

Oh oh oh

He can’t see the sun

Oh oh oh

It ain’t no glory

Listen to this blind man story