Текст и перевод песни Modre Hory - Country 2008

Country 2008

V ľavej ruke limonáda,
Po pravej autostráda, a parkujúci Peugot.
V autorádiu mu hrá Americký rap,
Lebo rapperi tam oslavujú život, do beatov.

Si osladzujú život, úspechom, streľbou,
Oslavujú sýtosť, sa neserú so zberbou.
Je obyčajný sparný deň a ja som countryman,
Povedz mi Johny Cash, nie je to len sen?

Z prstov na klavesniciach presakujú kódy,
Automaty premienajú prachy na kredity.
Moderátori spievajú ódy na veci,
Bez ktorých by sme nemohli žiť, keby neboli.

A dievča s platom predavačky to zabolí,
Nikto jej nevysvetlí, že sú to len bláboly.
Nikto jej nevysvetlí, že láska k hercom je ping pong,
Ktorý počíta s každou vindrou.

A keď ťa zaňuchajú démoni bez predohry,
Moderátor ťa vždy pošle žiť, nech to prebolí.
Potom sa vráť naspäť, buď fit, buď silný veď,
Je známa pravda kto moc myslí je bazmeg.

Vonku je horúco a tak sa leje limonáda,
Sloboda je luxus to nie je žiadna sranda.
Limonáda, limonáda, limonáda, limonáda, limonáda,
Limonáda limonáda, limonáda, limonáda, limonáda.

Sedím v parku a všetko je okay,
Pes behá, čas letí a vôbec.
Miestny ožran si lieči nový komplex,
Poslanci odklepli nový komplex.

Všetko je na mieste, šéfko je na mieste,
Lóva na ceste a investor tiež.
A ja sa trasiem nech mi nedajú platiť 500K,
Lebo Riky sa práve vysral predo mňa.

Tak zdrhám ľahkým krokom rebela,
Vidím jedným okom rapper a rovný šilt.
A dámu, čo má hrozný ksicht,
A pár bambov, čo mi tu chcú dať pocítiť.

Že kto si ty, v ušiach Johny a Country,
Mám nové boty a poď nimi country.
Čo zažila izbu bláznov, čo za dve dekády,
Zabudli na oslavné bláboly.

Zalep systém, keď padne,
Jebem systém, príde druhý, máš to?
A ja viem, že Sage mal pravdu,
Keď písal, že Boh by nechcel aby zomrel Johny Cash.

Limonáda, limonáda, limonáda, limonáda, limonáda,
Limonáda limonáda, limonáda, limonáda, limonáda.
Limonáda, limonáda, limonáda, limonáda, limonáda,
Limonáda, limonáda, limonáda, limonáda, limonáda.

Country 2008

A glass of lemonade in my left hand,
A highway on my right, and a parked Peugeot.
American rap playing on the car radio,
Because rappers celebrate life, in their beats.

They sweeten their lives, with success, with gunshots,
They celebrate satiety, they don't mess with the riffraff.
It's an ordinary sweltering day and I'm a countryman,
Tell me Johny Cash, isn't it just a dream?

Codes seep from fingers on keyboards,
Machines turn money into credits.
Presenters sing odes to things,
Without which we couldn't live, if they weren't there.

And a girl with a saleswoman's salary will be hurt,
No one will explain to her that these are just empty words.
Nobody will explain to her that love for actors is ping-pong,
Which counts every serve.

And when the demons sniff you without foreplay,
The presenter will always send you to live it out, to let it hurt.
Then come back, be fit, be strong, you know,
It's a famous truth that whoever thinks too much is crazy.

It's hot outside so lemonade is being poured,
Freedom is a luxury that's no joke.
Lemonade, lemonade, lemonade, lemonade, lemonade,
Lemonade lemonade, lemonade, lemonade, lemonade.

I'm sitting in the park and everything is okay,
A dog is running around, time is flying and.
The local drunk is working off a new complex,
The parliament approved a new complex.

Everything's in place, the boss is in place,
The dough is on the way and so is the investor.
And I'm shaking so that they won't make me pay 500k,
Because right now Riky just took a shit in front of me.

So I'm off at a rebel's light step,
I see a rapper and a straight brim with one eye.
And a lady with an awful mug,
And a couple of thugs who want to make me feel like

Who are you, with Johny and Country in your ears,
I've got new boots and country under them.
What it's experienced a room of fools, what over two decades
Has forgotten about celebratory nonsense.

Patch up the system when it falls,
Eff the system, another one will come, get it?
And I know that Sage was right,
When he wrote that God wouldn't want Johny Cash to die.

Lemonade, lemonade, lemonade, lemonade, lemonade,
Lemonade lemonade, lemonade, lemonade, lemonade.
Lemonade, lemonade, lemonade, lemonade, lemonade,
Lemonade, lemonade, lemonade, lemonade, lemonade.