Came Of Age | O’Kenneth – Pain Iii Lyrics (English Translation)

 [Verse 1: The Waiting]
I’m just waiting for the rain to fall,
Waiting for the parched earth to soften.
I hope the waves don’t come crashing down
On us and the hardships we carry.

The burden on our backs is heavy
Heavier than a massive sack of rice.
Every day is a plea for mercy,
Yet we still find the strength to look ahead.

Even if the fire burns bright,
We’ll keep pushing forward.
Whatever you’ve struggled through,
We’ve gathered ’round it, resilient and ready.

 [Refrain: Don’t Bother Me]
Don’t bring any of your troubles to bother me.
Don’t bring your hardships here to weigh me down.
Oh, yeah.
I wish y’all knew
I wish you all really knew.

 [Verse 2: The Daily Struggle]
The kind of things I go through every day, oh no.
The double tr#ubl#s just keep on doubling it’s so wrong.
I wish I had a genie of my own,
Because I’m just waiting for the rain to fall.

I’ve learned my lessons and I’m left alone.
In this life I’m trying to live, even a little something,
And yet they’ve still left me behind.
They say I’m unlucky, that I’ve got no love.

Where I come from, the fire is always burning.
Oh no, no, no.
I’ve got to make it because I’ve got no choice.
Ah, yeah.

 [Refrain: Don’t Trouble My Mind]
Don’t come here just to bother me.
Don’t come around and trouble my mind.
Oh, no, no.
Ah, yeah.

Don’t come here and mess with me.
Don’t come around and trouble my mind.
Oh, no, no.
I’m just waiting for the rain to fall.

 [Chorus: The Return of the Rain]
I’m just waiting for the rain to fall,
Waiting for the ground to soften.
I hope the waves don’t come crashing down
On us and the hardships we carry.

The burden on our backs is heavy
Heavier than a massive sack of rice.
Every day is a plea for mercy,
Yet we still find the strength to look ahead.

Even if the fire burns bright,
We’ll keep pushing forward.
Whatever you’ve struggled through,
We’ve gathered ’round it, resilient and ready.
Ah, yeah.

 [Outro: Final Plea]
Don’t come here and mess with me.
Don’t bring any of your troubles to bother me.
Yeah! (Oh, yeah!)

 Lyrics Meaning :

This song is a raw, honest confession of exhaustion and resilience. The speaker is weighed down by life’s burdens poverty, isolation, bad luck, and the relentless pressure of survival. Yet they refuse to give up, waiting metaphorically for the “rain” of relief and the softening of hardened ground.

• Core Theme: The Heavy Burden of Daily Struggle
  The metaphors are drawn from rural, agricultural life: waiting for rain, parched earth, a massive sack of rice. These images ground the suffering in the physical reality of labor and scarcity. The burden on the speaker’s back is “heavier than a massive sack of rice,” a visceral comparison that anyone who has carried heavy loads can feel.

• The Plea for Mercy and the Strength to Look Ahead
  “Every day is a plea for mercy” this is not a one‑time cry but a daily ritual of desperation. Despite this, “we still find the strength to look ahead.” The speaker is not broken; they are exhausted but still pushing.

• The Double Trouble
  The line “The double tr#ubl#s just keep on doubling” (with the word partially censored) suggests that problems multiply exponentially. Each hardship brings another, and another. The wish for a “genie of my own” is a fantasy of escape, of having one wish that could undo it all.

• Isolation and Blame
  “They say I’m unlucky, that I’ve got no love.” The speaker has been internalized this blame. They are left behind, alone, despite their efforts. The fire of their hometown is always burning a metaphor for perpetual crisis, violence, or struggle.

• The Refrain: Don’t Bother Me
  The repeated plea “Don’t bring your troubles to bother me” is not selfishness. It’s the cry of someone who is already drowning. They cannot take on anyone else’s weight. This is a boundary drawn out of survival, not cruelty.

• The Resilience of Gathering
  Despite everything, the chorus returns to a note of collective strength: “Whatever you’ve struggled through, we’ve gathered ’round it, resilient and ready.” The speaker is not alone; they have companions, a community of the struggling. Together, they are like “nkokɔ” (possibly a word for a hardy plant or a group of survivors). They will push forward, even through fire.

• Waiting for the Rain
  The central image is passive: waiting. But this waiting is active endurance. The rain will come, the ground will soften, and until then, they hold on.