Baghave [English translation]

If I could get something

and I stole, stole with arms and legs

Everything I could get close to

I did villa-break*1

It was pretty funny

Ey yo, I'm sitting behind the hedge, I'm jumping over

And I can see someone lying in there and sleeping

But I'm taking the chance through the cellar

Because I've already stolen what I could from my parents

And I don't get enough public services

So I add up with my crimes

Because the medicine that makes me normal

Is so expensive because it's illegal

So now I'm working like I'm crazy

Selling the stuff I have for sale

Og now it'll be some iPads from your living room

In my bagpack going out your window

And I say crack, break, take, steal

Text, contacts, meet, sell

Call, pusher, buying, finding

Place for a break before it starts again

As soon as they come in it's too late

A thief steals with arms and legs

My window breaks when they open with that stone

If they really want, they will always enter

And neighbour you can trust I want to enter

Because I'm sure you have a lot of stuff

That I will need to change for money

Otherwise I'll be crazy and throw a tantrum

And I'm telling you: Honestly, this is not going to keep up

And I'm ashamed of the damage I'm causing

But I don't steal because I'm greedy

But because the fever inside of me is merciless

Because my illness is not cured with pills

I'm addicted to psychedelic pain killers

And I know it was stupid to try it

Because now I need it even though I have to rob it

But I don't get why it costs so much

Let me get a fair price and save the windows

And I would rather buy dope from the State

So I don't have to deal with that psychopath

And go and crack, break, take, steal

Text, contacts, meet, sell

Call, pusher, buy, find

Place for a break before it starts again

As soon as they come in it's too late

A thief steals with arms and legs

My window breaks when they open with that stone

If they really want, they will always enter

And neighbour you can trust I want to enter

Because I'm sure you have a lot of stuff

That I will need to change for money

Otherwise I'll be crazy and throw a tantrum

It's all about getting something

That's why I do villa-breaks

It's good money

And never a tax refund

So I'm lying in your backyard

I have my tools

Soon I'll make a burglary

Silent as a mouse without noise, oh no

As soon as they come in it's too late

A thief steals with arms and legs

My window breaks when they open with that stone

If they really want, they will always enter

And neighbour you can trust I want to enter

Because I'm sure you have a lot of stuff

That I will need to change for money

Otherwise I'll be crazy and throw a tantrum