Lyrics and translation Medial Banana feat. Polemic - Staré Časy

Staré Časy

Pamätáš tie časy, keď nemali sme mobily
A na trávniku na fucik, sme čakávali hodiny
A Lukáš nemal magič, sme počúvali walkmana
Hokejky za chrbtom, rozdelenie bez mena
VHS kazety, diaky a meotar
Cvičky a úbor a samozrejme obedár
Jelení loj a Dermacol na beďár
BMX-ka a prestižky na pedál

Celé dni až do tmy povešaní na prašákoch
Guličky, bunkre a schovky
Kto mal loptu bol vodca svorky
Hrali nové hity dookola z kazeťákov
Na stenách postery z Brava
Idoly, ktoré nám nedali spávať

Už sme znova tam, všetko si pamätáme
To isté slnko svieti na nás aj dnes
Stále sme to my, ruky do ohňa dáme
Za staré časy, ktoré nás tlačia vpred

Princ z Perzie, Duke Nukem, Wolfenstein
Commandos, Prehistoric a Half-Life
ABC-čko, Bravo a Fifik
Kelly Family a tatko ešte hipík
Polka už má trenky ale polka furt slipy
A pri skoku do diaľky sme kričali Skippy
Dukátové buchtičky a čevabčiči
Večera, máti z okna kričí
Známky, prázdne plechovky aj zbierka angličákov
Červené trenky, biele tričká
Telesná povinne v cvičkách
Prvé tajné rande v letnom tieni panelákov
Úlovky z nedeľnej burzy
Časáky, platne, aj číslo Burdy

Už sme znova tam, všetko si pamätáme
To isté slnko svieti na nás aj dnes
Stále sme to my, ruky do ohňa dáme
Za staré časy, ktoré nás tlačia vpred

Pamätáš, bezstarostný plán
Iba náš, čas čo patril iba nám
Fotky bledšie ako spomienky
Ten album stále mám
Každý záber bol o nás dvoch
Dnes už nechodievam k vám

Už sme znova tam, všetko si pamätáme
To isté slnko svieti na nás aj dnes
Stále sme to my, ruky do ohňa dáme
Za staré časy, ktoré nás tlačia vpred

Už sme znova tam, všetko si pamätáme
To isté slnko svieti na nás aj dnes
Stále sme to my, ruky do ohňa dáme
Za staré časy, ktoré nás tlačia vpred

Už sme znova tam, všetko si pamätáme
To isté slnko svieti na nás aj dnes
Stále sme to my, ruky do ohňa dáme
Za staré časy, ktoré nás tlačia vpred

Old Times

Remember the times when we didn't have cell phones
And waited for hours on the lawn to play soccer
And Lukáš didn't have a Game Boy, we listened to a Walkman
Hockey sticks behind our backs, division without names
VHS cassettes, slide projectors, and Meotar
Gym shoes, uniforms, and of course, lunch boxes
Deer fat and Dermacol for pimples
BMX bikes and platform pedals

Whole days until dark, hanging out on the monkey bars
Marbles, forts, and hide-and-seek
Whoever had the ball was the leader of the pack
New hits playing on repeat from cassette players
Posters from Bravo on the walls
Idols who kept us awake at night

We're back there again, we remember everything
The same sun shines on us today
We're still the same, we'll put our hands in the fire
For the old times that push us forward

Prince of Persia, Duke Nukem, Wolfenstein
Commandos, Prehistoric, and Half-Life
ABC, Bravo, and Fifik
Kelly Family and Dad was still a hippie
Polka already has underpants, but Polka still wears briefs
And when we jumped into the long jump, we shouted Skippy
Dukátové buchtičky and cevapi
Dinner, Mom shouts from the window
Grades, empty cans, and a collection of English matchboxes
Red underpants, white T-shirts
Gym class in gym shoes
First secret dates in the summer shade of apartment buildings
Bargains from Sunday's flea market
Magazines, records, and an issue of Burda

We're back there again, we remember everything
The same sun shines on us today
We're still the same, we'll put our hands in the fire
For the old times that push us forward

Remember, the carefree plan
Just ours, the time that belonged only to us
Photos paler than memories
I still have that album
Every shot was about the two of us
Today I no longer visit you

We're back there again, we remember everything
The same sun shines on us today
We're still the same, we'll put our hands in the fire
For the old times that push us forward

We're back there again, we remember everything
The same sun shines on us today
We're still the same, we'll put our hands in the fire
For the old times that push us forward

We're back there again, we remember everything
The same sun shines on us today
We're still the same, we'll put our hands in the fire
For the old times that push us forward