Paroles et traduction El Nino - Povestea Anului

Povestea Anului

AAA, 10 Ianuarie afara e dezastru,
-20 grade cerul meu albastru,
Ma asteapta in martie buchet de ghiocel,
Cu niste ochii care ma priveste fara sa vrei,
Cu zmen care se ridica peste mare albastra,
Cand o Mama lacrimeaza ca si-a vazut fata mireasa,
M-am pierdut intr-o mireasma, parfum de primavara,
Mi-era dor sa imi vad golanii, canterinca lor pe afara,
Statia de autobuz o domnisoara aranjata,
Cu ochelari de soare, libertatea intr-o geanta,
Fusta putin crapata, cauta raze de soare,
Si mi-a lasat impresia ca ma vrea la o plimbare,
Prin cartieru minunat, Aprilie spectacol,
Uni il prin in poze alti il scriu intr-un oracol,
Ce miracol ai facut Tata iti multumesc din suflet,
Ca simt picaturi de ploaie si ma sperie un tunet,
M-am trezit,
E dimineata mea de Mai
In care mi-am adus aminte,
Cum stateam dupa tranvai,
Cand n-ai un leu in buzunar,
Pune rotile in miscare,
Vara nu dam inapoi indiferent de provocare.

REFREN
Zilele trec cateodata prea rapid,
Da am invatat sa iubesc fiecare anotimp,
Ca timpul nu sta niciodata locului,
Eu nu vreau sa imbatransesc in fata blocului.

Canta pasarelele pe plaja vama veche,
Unu' isi cauta un joint, altu' o pereche,
E vara iar vine sezonul estival,
Si la cum o dau de tare zici ca-i paranormal,
Ce se intamplaa?,
Ca fumega asfaltu'
Si cum arata pa ta zici ca e alu' altu',
Punem pariu ca vara asta e senzatie,
Daca nu ma crezi pot sa fac o demostratie,
Imi place la prajeala sunt un fel de salamandra,
Si ma duc sa sar in cap de pe o trambulina inalta,
Scoate telefonul si filmeaza-ma frumos,
Deobicei fac panarama pentru ca altfel nu are rost,
E pentru cei care cunosc viata la colt de bloc,

Cand afara e caldura tropicala, da-mi noroc,
Niste doze de bere tinute la congelator,
E pentru Iulie pentru ca luna lu' cuptor,
Pana in zori de zi se ard mici pe gradar,
Asta e momentu in care ma doare in pa de bani,
Pune marfa pe cantar sa vedem daca e ce trebuie,
Am adormit putin, bine ai venit septembrie.

REFREN
Zilele trec cateodata prea rapid,
Da am invatat sa iubesc fiecare anotimp,
Ca timpul nu sta niciodata locului,
Eu nu vreau sa imbatransesc in fata blocului.

AAA,
E momentu, scot de la naftalina geaca mea de piele,
Si o vad cum se combina,
Bine cu ghetele mele timberlate pe negru,
Arunc o sapca la misto pe cap, nu apuc sa fac un metru,
Ca ma face varza ploaia,
Intru repede in masina,
Dau o cheie, ma grabesc sa ajung acasa pe lumina,
Ma duc sa-i vad pe ai mei, la Craiova e furtuna,
Am un nepot de 4 ani si se sperie cand tuna,
Stiu daca il tin in brate, vantu poate sa doboare,
Toti copaci din cartier in dormitoru lui e soare,
In 1 (tai) decembrie si frigul peste oras,
Am niste treaba la uniri, trebuie sa-mi fac curaj,
Bucuresti aglomeratie, nu ma pot opri-jumi,
Partea buna e ca ii scoate afara pe copii,
Primi fulgi de zapada, vad un bulgare ca zboara,
Am avut concert aseara si sunt rupt de oboseala,
Vin sarbatoriile miroase a cozonac,
E timpu sa ma relaxez un an intreg am alergat,
Am cumparat, artificii sa le aprind la miezu noptii,
Am mai trecut un an o sa ne dam la cap cu totii.

REFREN
Zilele trec cateodata prea rapid,
Da am invatat sa iubesc fiecare anotimp,
Ca timpul nu sta niciodata locului,
Eu nu vreau sa imbatransesc in fata blocului.

Story of the Year

AAA, January 10th, it's a disaster outside,
-20 degrees, my blue sky,
A bouquet of snowdrops awaits me in March,
With eyes that look at me without wanting to,
With smiles that rise over the blue sea,
When a mother cries because she saw her daughter as a bride,
I got lost in a scent, a fragrance of spring,
I wanted to see my buddies, their songs in the streets,
The bus stop, a stylish young lady,
With sunglasses, freedom in a bag,
Her skirt slightly ripped, searching for sun rays,
And she gave me the impression that she wanted me to take her for a walk,
Through the wonderful neighborhood, April's spectacle,
Some capture it in photos, others write it in an oracle,
What a miracle You've made, Father, thank You from the bottom of my heart,
That I feel raindrops and am scared by the thunder,
I woke up,
It's my May morning
In which I remembered,
How we used to stand after the tram,
When you don't have a dime in your pocket,
Set the wheels in motion,
We don't back down in the summer, no matter the challenge.

CHORUS
Days go by, sometimes too fast,
But I learned to love every season,
Because time never stands still,
I don't want to grow old in front of the block.

Birds sing on the beach in Vama Veche,
One is looking for a joint, another for a partner,
It's summer, the holiday season is coming again,
And the way I'm going at it, you'd say it's paranormal,
What's happening?,
The asphalt is smoking'
And the way your dad looks, you'd say he's someone else',
I bet this summer is a sensation,
If you don't believe me, I can give you a demonstration,
I like the heat, I'm a kind of salamander,
And I'm going to jump headfirst from a high trampoline,
Take out your phone and film me nicely,
I usually make a scene because otherwise there's no point,
It's for those who know life on the street corner,

When it's tropical heat outside, give me luck,
Some cans of beer kept in the freezer,
It's for July, because it's the oven's month,
Until dawn, they grill mici on the barbecue,
This is the moment when I don't give a damn about money,
Put the goods on the scale, let's see if it's what it should be,
I dozed off a bit, welcome September.

CHORUS
Days go by, sometimes too fast,
But I learned to love every season,
Because time never stands still,
I don't want to grow old in front of the block.

AAA,
It's time, I'm taking my leather jacket out of mothballs,
And I see how it combines,
Well with my black Timberland boots,
I throw a cap on my head for fun, I don't get to take a step,
When the rain soaks me,
I quickly get into the car,
Turn the key, I hurry to get home while it's still light,
I'm going to see my family, there's a storm in Craiova,
I have a 4-year-old nephew and he gets scared when it thunders,
I know if I hold him in my arms, the wind can rage,
All the trees in the neighborhood, in his bedroom, it's sunshine,
On December 1st and the cold over the city,
I have some business at Unirii, I need to get my courage up,
Bucharest, traffic jam, I can't stop - half,
The good part is that it gets the kids outside,
First snowflakes, I see a snowball flying,
I had a concert last night and I'm exhausted,
The holidays are coming, it smells like cozonac,
It's time to relax, I've been running around all year,
I bought fireworks to light up at midnight,
Another year has passed, we're all going to party.

CHORUS
Days go by, sometimes too fast,
But I learned to love every season,
Because time never stands still,
I don't want to grow old in front of the block.