Paroles et traduction Cleopatra Stratan - Cățeluș Cu Părul Creț

Cățeluș Cu Părul Creț

Era o data un catelus frumos
Indragostit peste urechi,
De o catelusa care nu credea in basme vechi
De atata dragoste catelul avea versuri,
Ne mai vorbid ca ce vorbea,
Vorbea deja in versuri.
Ca de atatea ori de unde aparea aveai senzatia ca dicteaza cand mergea la brat cu ea,
Iar cuvintele lui sa intelegi cat erau de grele trebuia pe acelasi cantat sa pui un cer cu stele
Dar toate astea pentru dansa cantarea un pic ea visa la fericire dar nu primea nimic
De unde sa stie ea ca fericita fii
Numai cautand doar pentru alti ea te va gasi.
Si uite ca intr-o zi cretu ii spune creta:
"De vrei sa ma cuceresti imi aduce rata
Te duci acolo pac-pac, ai deschis, gata rata,
Ai bagat-o in sac mi-o aduci si gata"
Catelus cu parul cret
Fura rata din cotet
El se jura ca nu fura
Dar l-am prins cu rata in gura
Dar la moment acum faptele sunt mai marete Satula catelusa de vorbe ca de mere padurete
Catelul increzut insine isi pregateste saltul stind ca daca nu incearca el, o sa incerce altu
Pe alocuri focuri il incearca des dar trecand pe langa,
In dreapta inima ii se bate, defapt in partea stanga
Iubirea ii se pare dar totusi dulce el,
Uitand pentru o clipa cand s-o fi nascut si pentru ce.
Cu cat mai multa noapte e cu atat mai multa luna
E mare riscul dar si catelusa e buna-buna
Sosind la locul cu pricina senzatia e strimptina
Avand nevoie el de vreo mana
Ca di cultura de grindina
Numai ca din pacate socoteala cum se spune cu cea de acasa aia din targ nu se presupune
De unde sa stie el ca rata o sa-i arate ce inseamna sa detii centura neagra la karate
Catelus cu parul cret
Ia bataie in cotet
El se jura ca in viata
Nu maï calca pe la rata

Curly Haired Puppy Dog

There was once a beautiful puppy
Head over heels in love,
With a puppy who didn't believe in old folk tales
Out of so much love, the puppy had verses,
We never talked like what he talked,
He already talked in verses.
Like so many times, wherever he appeared, you had the feeling that he was dictating when he walked with her on his arm,
And his words, to understand how heavy they were, you had to put a starry sky on the same beat
But all this for her, he sang a bit, she dreamt of happiness but received nothing
How could she know that she would only be happy
By only looking for others, she will find you.
And lo and behold, one day the curly-haired dog tells the curly-haired dog:
"If you want to conquer me, bring me the duck
You go there, boom-boom, you open it, there you have the duck,
You put it in the sack, bring it to me and that's it"
Curly-haired puppy
Stole the duck from the coop
He swore he didn't steal
But we caught him with the duck in his mouth
But at the moment, the deeds are greater, the puppy, fed up with words like apples from a forest
The cocky puppy prepares his jump, knowing that if he doesn't try, someone else will
In places, the fire tries him often, but passing by,
On the right, his heart beats, in fact, on the left
Love seems sweet to him, but still he,
Forgetting for a moment when and why he was born.
The more night there is, the more moon there is
The risk is great, but the puppy is also very good
Arriving at the scene of the crime, the feeling is embarrassing
He needs a hand
Like a hail culture
However, unfortunately, as the saying goes, the calculation with the one from home is not assumed at the market
How could he know that the duck would show him what it means to hold a black belt in karate
Curly-haired puppy
Gets beaten up in the coop
He swears that in life
He won't go near the duck anymore