Chuck Mason - Summer's Eulogy I [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Said Craig]

And Pharaoh spoke, "There is work to do" he says
Ruler of everything he surveys as Amen's ray shed light on his imagination
Creating edifices built on the sweat of the workers and minds of kings

And here are we, descendants of these
Who are we to ignore our own royalty
Hot blooded kings and queens of this land that stands

Tall, like those monuments built to stand the test of times
And I am a reflection of that
Like the summer, how we long for you in winter

Only to watch you slip away as we stay alive
The sands of time have proven our strength
The heat that once beat on our backs we now know is a mere consequence of time

Divine, as it may be, we last longer
So what does that make us, more than divine
A sublime concept that would take time to digest

So go ahead. Get a plate. Eat from this tree
And we'll see what the next season brings
Summer's Eulogy. Peace king

[Hook: Young Maine the Main G]

This life. Tell me what you know about it
Cause I've been trying hard not to float up out it
It starts then it's over, but I know I own this life

Is your demise what you're living for
And so, I ask what you're here for
Eternal hell's what you're in for
If God ain't in your life

[Verse 2: Chuck Mason]

Gotta lace the shoes up, button suit up
Gotta loose the tie, it's the white man's noose bruh
Play a little powder, spray a little Givenchy
Gave you The 'Mona Lisa', I'm Leonardo da Vinci

Every sixteen is a Sistine
Every picture that I paint is so pristine
Dentyne Ice, like them '06 boys
I mean, I'm looking so nice in my poise

So I swerve to the left avoid, holes in the road as I pass
Had to turn my head left, take a glance at that ass
Now I'm looking at the church, distract is in my past
But I couldn't help but think of whom I could've boned last

Hear the pastor preaching, hymn from the chorus
Standing at the temple welcomed by locked doors
And down by the alter was a casket on the floor
I'm further fueled by desire to see more, sure

It's 7 p.m. why are you mourning, I warn them
These words are not made to further scorn them, assure them
Death is for certain, no matter who's the actor, no matter what's the action
Applaud before the curtain drops

And he exits stage left
And to life my dark is a theft
My concept is array but I never veer stray of the casket
And praise to the concept slain in the casket

Father to the bastards, lyrics of the eulogist
Words to the dead never sound so euphonious
R.I.P. to ignorance, things of the past
Used to piss on lawn blades, now you breed the grass

I ain't trying to get out of character, but I swear to ya
You see the darkest of the darkness through the sepulcher
But through the darkness see the glory of the light
And if not, you see the horror of the night

Because, when you're living life we keep the bottles turned up
Flame from the game keep the models burned up
Ordered another round when your body hit the ground
But it's no celebration, so the bottle's turned down

Down, another life another story told
The greatest thing about death we see what the glory holds
See if the story holds truth to what we thought
See if my walk is as congruent with my talk

And should we find it was true what the preacher taught
Fuck it, hope the Lord orders my walk
So, I mask the malice, control the phallus
I keep the talk to a minimum with these cowans

Don't know these cowards so dismiss 'em for my name sake
And bow down when you hear it cause my name's great
Just bow down when you hear it, cause my name's great
Chuck

[Hook: Young Maine the Main G]

This life. Tell me what you know about it
Cause I've been trying hard not to float up out it
It starts then it's over, but I know I own this life

Is your demise what you're living for
And so, I ask what you're here for
Eternal hell's what you're in for
If God ain't in your life