אותי לא יחטפו [Oti Lo Yachtefu] [English translation]
אותי לא יחטפו [Oti Lo Yachtefu] [English translation]
No one will kidnap me
Not me, not today, not tomorrow
No one will take my freedom away in a cold, dark cellar
No one will pluck me like a wild flower
Secret agents won't sneak me quietly out of a train car
The headline "A Man has been Taken" won't be written about me
Whoever says newspapers are outdated
Bro, I won't even have a clickable link
There would be no sticker, no march,
No psycho will demand a million bucks in a suitcase
"200 dollar bills in cash, unmarked,
With every minute you're late, we'll chop off a finger, undersood?"
My mom won't ask, "Perhaps it's all my fault?"
And my sister won't reply, "Mom, this isn't about you!"
Human rights organisations won't check up on me
My dad won't cry over his little boy
Knocking on wood, I won't be taken
I'm spitting them out like spitballs, like in kung fu fighting
Lines of chalk won't display the hours that passed
The days which passed by
Slowly
No one will kidnap me, and there has been chances
In the 50s, babies were kidnapped here
Yemenite babies
The Ethnicity Demon has dropped me in his sortings
But when I went to elementary school,
Some kid, a year older than me, was kidnapped from the next door classroom, I swear
True, his dad took him, an unusual tale, surely
But an actual kidnapping, not kind of, not maybe
And my dad treated me like a king
He joined me through all the field trips
I was scared of sleeping outside without my parents
I was scared of sleeping outside without my parents
I wasn't afraid to be drafted into the military
To the Heavy Artillery Corps, with armoured personnel carriers, they're sort of like tanks
I was the best at the squad commander course, truly
People were afraid to come take guard duties with me
They'd tell me, "Hey Jimbo J, in case we'll have to charge,
You'll die, but won't be taken prisoner,
And in captivity, let's face it,
You need someone's shoulder for support."
I asked for some rationality, they said, "No back-sass!"
Well, since my service, many waters have passed through the river of life
Drowning in reserve duty, and I'm still not getting taken away, even without rubber bands securing my boots
Knocking on wood, I won't be taken
I'm spitting them out like spitballs, like in kung fu fighting
Lines of chalk won't display the hours that passed
The days which passed by
Slowly
Yeah, I also traveled, Mexico City
The kidnapping capital of the world, been there
They told me, "Listen man, it's statistic,
Every twenty minutes someone gets kidnapped there."
I said, "Move it, move it, screw it!"
I ate some tacos, tortillas; wore a sombrero and from there
I went to Sinai, despite all the warnings,
Despite all the famous travel advisories
Guess who was not kidnapped?
Who explored the depths with a snorkel,
Volleyball, with some maqluba1 and some chicks
Knocking on wood, I won't be taken
I'm spitting them out like spitballs, like in kung fu fighting
Lines of chalk won't display the hours that passed
The days which passed by
Slowly
1. A traditional Syrian, Iraqi, Palestinian, and Jordanian dish. It consists of meat, rice, and fried vegetables placed in a pot which is flipped upside down when served, hence the name 'maqluba', which translates literally as "upside-down."
- Artist:Jimbo J