Paroles et traduction ansis - Papista Diena

Papista Diena

Es šodien atkal redzēju asinis uz ielas;
Uz ielas sasisti vīri mājās sasit savas sievas. Liekas
Pilsēta uz grunti te kā baptisti iet
Un tikmēr deputātu motori griež asis uz vietas
Kontrole autobusā zaķus ņem uz masu, tie kliedz
Puika aizbēg no mājām, viņš tagad mazs ir un viens
Gopņiki parokas man somā, atrod pasi un dziesmas
Tantes lūdzas, zinot, ka Jēzus ir rasisma dievs
Opapu izliek uz ielas, laukā ir praktiski ziema;
Bomžu bērni kājas lielveikalā sasildīt lien
Mirst afēristi pēc scenārijiem, kas tik klasiski šķiet
Un bērni staigā piedzērušies te, jo tas ir tik viegli
Tiem džekiem Tavs telefons ir priekš saziņas lieks
Veikala īpašnieks uz ielas iet ar nazi ir spiests
Savādi, santīmus un cīgas man prasa latviski krievi
Es izgāju ārā un tā izrādījās papista diena
Viens čalis iztikai riteņus zog, uzdāvina
Metenei puķi, kas atstutē pie misenes to
Iepazīstini draugus ar draugu, tad draugi sit tevi nost
Atstāj postažu un aizlaižas kā siseņi prom
Kāds novēro pēc disenes ļoti savdabīgu fitnesa jomu
"Nez, kā uztvers Tviteris to?", raksta hipsters
Ar domu pie loga. Kad eju pēc Bitnera uz bodi
Es dzirdu triepienus no Hitlera otas...
Mēs nācām no pagātnes, tu nāci mums līdzi
Mēs ejam ceļus paši, jā, bet tu māci mums dzīvi, mēs...
Domājam ar galvu, bet tu domā ar steigu
Runā sūdu un tad skaidro, ko tu gribēji teikt
Mēs esam dinozauri, saki, ko tu gribi par mani;
Es daru pareizi jau sen, un to tu zini par mani
Es atstāju kultūru aiz muguras un kāpju uz augšu
Un redzu tevi lienot tur, kur kādreiz nācu, mans draugs...

Pope's Day

Today I saw blood in the streets again;
In the streets, beaten men beat their wives at home. It seems
The city goes into the ground like Baptists
And all the while the deputies' engines spin their wheels on the spot
The bus inspector takes the fare in bulk, they shout
The boy runs away from home, he is small and alone now
Goons paw my bag, find my passport and songs
The aunties pray, knowing that Jesus is the god of racism
Opap is on the streets, it's practically winter outside;
Homeless children go to warm their feet in the supermarket
Swindlers die from scripts that seem so classic
And kids walk around drunk here, because it's so easy
To those guys your phone is no use for communication
The shop owner is forced to go out into the street with a knife
Oddly enough, Russian Latvians ask me for pennies and cigarettes
I went outside and it turned out to be Pope's Day
One guy steals wheels for a living, gives them to
Pancake week as a gift to those who abandoned them
You introduce a friend to a friend, then friends beat you up
Leave a postage and run away like mice
Someone observes a very peculiar fitness area after the disco
"I wonder how Twitter will take this?", writes a hipster
With a thought at the window. When I go to Bitner's for a drink
I hear blows from Hitler's brush...
We came from the past, you came with us
We walk the paths ourselves, yes, but you teach us life, we...
We think with our heads, but you think in a hurry
Talking shit and then explaining what you wanted to say
We are dinosaurs, say what you will about me;
I've been doing it right for a long time, and you know that about me
I leave culture behind and climb up
And I see you crawling where I once came, my friend...