Gearrthóg Físe
Lyrics
Hello, hello, tell me somethin’ that I don’t know
– Dia duit, dia duit, inis dom rud éigin nach bhfuil a fhios agam
This so-called game is miserable
– Tá an cluiche mar a thugtar air trua
Like, “Hmm?” With a question mark
– Cosúil, ” Hmm? “Le comhartha ceiste
Would he be good enough in the dark?
– An bhfuil sé ceart go leor sa dorchadas?
My drip-drip cost bags-bags
– Mo mhálaí costais drip-drip-málaí
I don’t even look at no price tag
– Ní fhéachaim fiú ar aon chlib praghas
My whip quick, cause whiplash
– Mo fuip tapa, cúis whiplash
First time with me might be the last
– B ‘ fhéidir gurb é an chéad uair liom an ceann deireanach
Camera in my face, just call me Mona LISA
– Ceamara i m’ aghaidh, glaoigh Orm Mona LISA
Mean what I say, boy, I ain’t gonna tease ya
– Ciallóidh mé cad a deirim, buachaill, níl mé ag dul a tease ya
Blame it on the love gone wrong (Yeah, yeah)
– Love is gone wrong (Yeah)
Get what I want, and I’m gone (Yeah, yeah)
– Faigh cad ba mhaith liom, agus tá mé imithe (Yeah, yeah)
Ain’t coming back
– Ain ‘ t gonna go back
I should warn ya
– Ba chóir dom rabhadh ya
With a heart so cold, I give you ch-ch-chills (Ooh-ooh)
– Le croí chomh fuar, tugaim ch-ch-chills duit (Ooh-ooh)
With a kiss so cold, from the ice that’s on my grill (Ooh-ooh)
– Le póg chomh fuar, ón oighear atá ar mo ghreille (Ooh-ooh)
If it ain’t for fun, I’m runnin’ for the hills
– Más rud é nach bhfuil sé le haghaidh spraoi, tá mé runnin ‘ do na cnoic
Only want you for the thrill
– Níl uait ach an sult
Come on fast, it won’t last
– Teacht ar go tapa, ní bheidh sé seo caite
Boy, you need to ch-ch-chill
– Gotta go ch-ch-chill
Ch-ch-chill (Chill)
– Ch-ch-chill (Chill)
Come on fast, it won’t last
– Teacht ar go tapa, ní bheidh sé seo caite
Boy, you need to ch-ch-chill
– Gotta go ch-ch-chill
Slide, I don’t wanna ruin your night
– Sleamhnán, níl mé ag iarraidh do oíche a mhilleadh
I’m like black ice, might lose control of your life
– Tá mé cosúil le oighear dubh, d’ fhéadfadh smacht a chailleadh ar do shaol
I’m the storm they warned you about, Category 4
– Is mise an stoirm a thug siad rabhadh duit faoi, Catagóir 4
Off the roof when you going down
– As an díon nuair a théann tú síos
Got you wantin’ more, you better chill
– Fuair tú wantin ‘ níos mó, fuaraigh tú níos fearr
Camera in my face, just call me Mona LISA
– Ceamara i m’ aghaidh, glaoigh Orm Mona LISA
Mean what I say, boy, I ain’t gonna tease ya
– Ciallóidh mé cad a deirim, buachaill, níl mé ag dul a tease ya
Blame it on the love gone wrong (Yeah, yeah)
– Love is gone wrong (Yeah)
Get what I want and I’m gone (Yeah, yeah)
– Faigh cad ba mhaith liom agus tá mé imithe (Yeah, yeah)
Ain’t coming back
– Ain ‘ t gonna go back
I should warn ya
– Ba chóir dom rabhadh ya
With a heart so cold, I give you ch-ch-chills (Ooh-ooh)
– Le croí chomh fuar, tugaim ch-ch-chills duit (Ooh-ooh)
With a kiss so cold, from the ice that’s on my grill (Ooh-ooh)
– Le póg chomh fuar, ón oighear atá ar mo ghreille (Ooh-ooh)
If it ain’t for fun, I’m runnin’ for the hills
– Más rud é nach bhfuil sé le haghaidh spraoi, tá mé runnin ‘ do na cnoic
Only want you for the thrill
– Níl uait ach an sult
Come on fast, it won’t last
– Teacht ar go tapa, ní bheidh sé seo caite
Boy, you need to ch-ch-chill
– Gotta go ch-ch-chill
Ch-ch-chill (Chill)
– Ch-ch-chill (Chill)
Come on fast, it won’t last
– Teacht ar go tapa, ní bheidh sé seo caite
Boy, you need to ch-ch-chill
– Gotta go ch-ch-chill
Get a taste before I go (Oh, oh, oh)
– Faigh blas sula dtéann mé (Ó, ó, ó)
Take a picture for the road (Oh, oh, oh)
– Tóg pictiúr don bhóthar (Ó, ó, ó)
Thought I gotta let you know (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
– Shíl mé go gcaithfidh mé a chur in iúl duit (Ó, ó,ó)
Don’t get too close
– Don ‘ t go too close
You need to ch-ch-chill
– Gotta go ch-ch-chill
Ch-ch-chill (Oh, oh, oh)
– Ch-ch-chill (Ó, ó, ó)
Come on fast, it won’t last
– Teacht ar go tapa, ní bheidh sé seo caite
Boy, you need to ch-ch-chill
– Gotta go ch-ch-chill
Ch-ch-chill (Oh, oh, oh)
– Ch-ch-chill (Ó, ó, ó)
Come on fast, it won’t last
– Teacht ar go tapa, ní bheidh sé seo caite
Boy, you need to ch-ch-chill
– Gotta go ch-ch-chill
