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Mill-Għatba ’L Ġew

Lyrics: Miriam Christine, Emil Calleja Bayliss Music: Miriam Christine

Mill-Għatba ’L Ġew

Kulħadd f’ħaddieħor iffissat

ma tafx min l-aktar impikat

Fadal gost biss nissindikaw…

Jgħodd biss li nagħmlu bħall-ġirien

bla ma jinkiseb ebd’ għarfien

x’fadlilna gost ħlief inparlaw?

Qed ngħixu l-vojt ta’ kuljum

Adulti, minuri bla skop

x’ħin jisbaħ il-jum

Tal-ħajja kulħadd spettatur

ħsieb wieħed iddur fejn iddur

Ghalfejn?

 

Mill-għatba ‘l ġew hemm realtà li int ma tafhiex

Mill-għatba ‘l ġew hemm verità li ma saqsejthiex,

Mill-għatba ‘l ġew hemm dinjità li int qatt ma ssib

Għaliex tara ‘l ta’ madwarek bħala l-akbar miskin

Mill-għatba ‘l ġew… mhux affarik

 

Ħadd ma jinsab fil-but ta’ ħadd

kif hawn min ma jitgħallem qatt

u ħsara ssir bla nindunaw...

Qed ngħixu l-vojt ta’ kuljum

Adulti, minuri bla skop

x’ħin jisbaħ il-jum

Tal-ħajja kulħadd spettatur

ħsieb wieħed iddur fejn iddur

Ghalfejn?

 

Mill-għatba ‘l ġew hemm realtà li int ma tafhiex……

Mill-għatba ‘l ġew… mhux affarik

Mill-għatba ‘l ġew… jien biss!

Behind closed doors

We all have a fixation with everyone else’s story

No one quite knows who’s mostly into this life’s rat race

Our only pleasure lies in being nosy…

All we care about is doing better than our neighbours

Without even finding any reason why

Oh well.. What else have we got left? Gossip

We’re living empty lives

Adults, youngsters,

None of us can seem to find a way, as each day dawns

We’re spectators of our own life story

There’s one frame of mind….

Why?

 

Behind closed doors there’s a reality you don’t know about

Behind closed doors there’s a truth that you never bothered to ask about

Behind closed doors people find a dignity that you’ll never have

Because unlike you, they don’t see every one else around them as a loser

Behind closed doors…. it’s none of your business

 

None of us lives in each other’s pockets

How come there are some of us who just never learn?

We leave behind us only a path of destruction

We’re living empty lives

Adults, youngsters,

None of us can seem to find a way, as each day dawns

We’re sitting ducks in our own life story

There’s one frame of mind….

Why?

 

Behind closed doors there’s a reality you don’t know about….

Behind closed doors…. it’s none of your business

Behind closed doors… it’s just me, myself and I