Adriano [letzte Warnung] [English translation]

Torch :

Now is the time, this is the place

Tonight is the night, Torchmann has the word

When I think of Germany at night I loose my sleep

My brother Adriano was killed

Skin color black. Blood red. Silence is golden.

Thoughts are deepblue. A citizen fears for his people.

A Winter's Tale from Germany. Blue velvet.

As child already realized: I am foreign in my own country

Operation Article 3 - there you laughed!

Boys, that's my life, we haven't made this up

One could think, we rappers had nothing to say

But it takes revenge, you'll see, it gets back at you

Unity makes strong - Adriano died alone

G.E.R.M :

When your life is held by a thread of silk

The warning signals flash over the shaking conducting paths

The time is right when heads have no prices anymore

We have to stop talking and in any case

Go on strategically

Observe the enemy and then slowly unmask

Words are like the wind and the deeds are what really counts

We will not wait, we dig holes with the spades

Be sure: the Karma, it will advise you

- Refrain - :

Xavier Naidoo :

This is some kind of a last warning

Because our reaction has long since been planed

We fall in where you fall attract attention

Finally set bounds to your brown sh*t

Because what you search for is the end

And what we give you, are balled fists and no hands

Your demise forever

And what we will hear is your crying and whimpering

Tyron Ricketts :

When I think of the past the resistance was still weary

Today there are enough Brothers with the right attitude

They try hard to make it into power

By studying economics, business studies and law by calling

In all languages, the enlightened ones stop laughing

Is the Awakening the change in the year of the dragon

60 millions of slaves from which 8 millions made it

The best are among us now, I hope you can cope with that

Sékou :

how many more men must die pass by the public eye

on both sides of the atlantic watch the panic multiply

walk on by we divided supposed to coincide.

side line observers disturbers trying to stay alive

I realised at a young age lifes design maze like

but its amazing the way hate spreads when its been raised right

without day light the truths often hard to swallow

why we sending out our love to Amadou and Adriano

Afrob :

I rap for my brother because I could be the victim as well

Wrong place, wrong time - being though doesn't even help you then either

How much blood has to be shed in inner-German cirses

Man, see, the last years much too often proved to me

That people voice their protest when others are not alive anymore

But then it is too late, you should talk about it more often

So tell me, how it this possible?

Sometimes it seems deadly/justice

Because not only Adriano needs it

- Refrain -

Adé (Bantu) :

Seventh sunday after Easter a fellow brother's executed in his prime

Adriano's crime: wrong place, wrong time

I can still hear the voice of anguish fading through the night,

it was an unfair fight!

3 versus 1, god they caught him by surprise

Xenophobia's on the rise, victims get dehumanised

Procedures standardised as the lands germanised

Names become numbers while death is trivialised

Don Abi (Bantu) :

Why oh why, why oh why,

I can feel the mob crawling

I can hear the horns calling

You've taken the life of an innocent man

Another blood stain on this barren land

Father and brother

- Refrain -

Denyo77 :

Too many celebrities do political promotion concerts

I hope this track is a dildo which f*cks the zone

I don't want to talk anymore for national freedom

I say K, say Z, say Nazis in

I want to talk, because I know my fatherland

If it makes me sick like measles I feel a drive

I feel cramped and want - instead of being prominent

And having lots of fans - to see Nazis hang like posters

Samy Deluxe & D-Flame :

Already back in Kindergarden I heard the white say nigger to me

Not scrutinize the stereotypes, rather knock the brothers down

We demand more than the same rights, we finally want to have freedom

Want to have new aims and not the image of dealers

In the Landtag they discuss an application

And meanwhile the next Nazi plans his assault

The deed will be deplored, but what I ask myself then:

"Why does yet another black family stand at the grave?"

That is the allday routine, the justice quite hard

Boys in custody pending deportation sweat like being in a steam bath

You see the leadership has problems

After all the rude attacks we have to bury brothers

Because some rather like to hate. All the really bad idiots

Can stow away their lies. Because they shadow enough people

They can put these guys into jail

Time to resist, rather than ignore

That was it from Flame and me: Free Mumia!

- Refrain -

Ono :

I'm holding my ones and when it gets dark I'm blasting my guns

When I bury my claws into your flesh taking my time

Streets daily felony, gradually I put something out treasury

Why measure me, rock your shit faithfully and get it on and rotatin'

Silly frictions exaggerated hard rocks manipulated

We pick it up and do it up, know your future like it's on your rear view

Nothing really matters now because we consume unseen like Bobby Digital

Chima :

Man your attitude is a farce

And the two of us know that you know it: When your guys are not there once and you look into the mirror, which shows your misery

Here, your soul has to suck, when you lament about circumstances and chase wogs for it - you sucker - I don't need your job, your wife or all your problems. What makes you so proud? Look inside yourself and be ashamed! Forget the sh*t about ethnic groups and show your real attitude! Adriano lives inside of me - and you never get anything done. Hail!

Ebony Prince :

With all the needed means, self-defense

Against every insult, 85% of the people remain dumb

Spread sh*t. Most of them stay silent

So it may be that we take the rudder and change the direction

I need a nazi-free zone, party and great show

But I find no ease from those you think

Aryan climbs the throne

Conservative dominant culture has cleared the field for the Nazis

When I think of Germany at night I loose my righteous sleep

• Artist:Brothers Keepers
• Album:Lightkultur (2001)