Duch feat. Nik Tendo - LOVE NA CESTU - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Duch feat. Nik Tendo - LOVE NA CESTU




LOVE NA CESTU
LOVE ON THE WAY
Gang musi jest
Gang must be there
Sativa pred jedlom
Sativa before a meal
Co sa to deje bro
What's going on, bro?
Snad iba driemem bro, to vis, zijem sen
Maybe I'm just dreaming bro, that's right, living a dream
Vsetko som to videl bro
I've seen it all, bro
Na pol ceste do neba, to vis
Halfway to heaven, that's right
A za nami hodne bros
And a lot of bros behind us
Vlastni ani ne, kruhy su uzke
Not even our own, the circles are narrow
Po pol hodine si vyzliekla bluzku
After half an hour you took off your blouse
Hovorim nie, caka ma hustle
I say no, hustle is waiting for me
Pre rodinu, len ku nej mam uctu
For family, I only have respect for her
Prepocitam si love na cestu
I'll calculate my love on the way
Vyjde ma draho ja viem je to heslo
It will be expensive for me, I know it's the motto
Kari sa topia prosia o vestu
Careers are melting, begging for a vest
Z poslednych sil mi siahaju po vesle
From my last strength they reach for the oars
Hovorim nie, zmizni do pice
I say no, disappear to hell
Povedz mi kde si bol ked som bol na dne
Tell me where you were when I was at the bottom
Hovorim nie, hore to nejde tak snadno
I say no, it doesn't go up so easily
Vsetci tam kracame potme
We all crawl there in the dark
Hovorim nie, nepadam uz davno
I say no, I haven't fallen in a long time
Hlbsie to snad kurva uz ani neslo
It probably couldn't go any deeper, damn it
No nikdy nehovor nikdy brasi
But never say never, bro
Zivot je cesta po ktorej sa prasi
Life is a road that is dusty
Hovorim mier
I say peace
My sme misty boys
We are misty boys
A ty sa vystri boy
And you, watch out boy
Lietaju iskry boy
Sparks are flying boy
Ked prideme do klubu tak zebraci drzia hubu
When we come to the club, the beggars shut their mouths
Ja nemyslim, som si isty boy
I don't think, I'm sure boy
Nesom jeho ani jeho more niesom tvoj
I'm not his, and his sea, I'm not yours
Vsade naokolo duse ktorym chyba pokoj
All around, souls who lack peace
Dajte mi pokoj
Leave me alone
Muj status baller, jak honza koller
My status baller, like Honza Koller
Kdyz jde o hudbu tak spis jako david
When it comes to music, more like David
Kdyz jde o rodinu, pro ne jsem schopnej i zabit
When it comes to family, I'm able to kill for them
Ale chci mir, chci peace
But I want peace, I want peace
Jsem jenom clovek, nejsem nic vic
I'm just a man, I'm nothing more
Makam na sobe, vzdycky to de lip
I'm working on myself, it's always getting better
Skillim svuj character, expim a zvysuju level
I'm skilling my character, exping and raising my level
Cestuju na vychod, jih, zapad, sever
I travel east, south, west, north
V klubu je horko jak v srpnu, zuby zmrzli jako v lednu
The club is hot like in August, teeth froze like in January
Nikdy si nedas jen jednu
You never have just one
A jsem fetak, hudba je droga, ve studiu pripravuji dalsi davku
And I'm a junkie, music is a drug, in the studio I'm preparing another dose
Kvalita pred kvantitu, ale stejne toho mam kvanta
Quality over quantity, but I still have a lot of it
Muzes si to pak dat z CD
You can then get it from a CD
Kazdy my album platina
Every album of mine is platinum
Za tim co mam je rodina
Behind what I have is family
Livin la vida loca
Livin la vida loca





Writer(s): Stanislav Kubica


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