Paroles et traduction Elán - Depka

Depka

Má šťastie na chlapov, vždy stretne debila
Nevie si vymyslieť čo by tak robila
Má psa a zajaca, falošnú priateľku
Namiesto na hviezdy pozerá na telku
Vidi sa v zrkadle, rada by zhodila
Chce veľa slobody aj by už rodila
Visí len na vlásku visí len na niti
Adeptov na lásku posiela do riti
Vlastne by poslala, keby bol záujem
Všetkých čo neznáša tých tajne miluje
O kúsok nádeje každý ju okradol
Nakoniec skončila s depkou jak hovado
Depresívna mladá
Robí v jednej zbermi
Bojí sa mať rada
Svet sa jej zdá čierny
Márne sa snažila
Nakoniec zistila
Že aj tí čo vyhrávajú
Nakoniec vždy prehrajú
Neprehrajú iba tí čo
Tí čo nikdy nehrajú
Depka je krajina zamknutá za mreže
Depka je kamoška ktorá ti povie že
Už dávno vedela prečo mu nerežeš
Depka je tupý nôž, daždivé nábrežie
Depka je polievka varená zo smoly
Depka je poznanie ktoré vždy zabolí
Vypnutý telefón, žiarovka bez prúdu
Vŕtanie do vody, pokuta za nudu
Depresívna mladá
Robí v jednej zbermi
Bojí sa mať rada
Svet sa jej zdá čierny
Márne sa snažila
Nakoniec zistila
Že aj tí čo vyhrávajú
Nakoniec vždy prehrajú
Neprehrajú iba tí čo
Tí čo nikdy nehrajú
Depresívna mladá
Robí v jednej zbermi
Bojí sa mať rada
Svet sa jej zdá čierny
Márne sa snažila
Nakoniec zistila
Že aj tí čo vyhrávajú
Nakoniec vždy prehrajú
Neprehrajú iba tí čo
Tí čo nikdy nehrajú
Vyhulená hnusná gandža, mokrý igelit
Zrada toho komu chceš aj nechceš uveriť
Čierne slnko, čierne mlieko, čierna obloha
Je tá depka od človeka či je od Boha

Depression

She's lucky with fellas, she always meets jerks
She can't think of anything to do
She has a dog and a rabbit, a fake girlfriend
Instead of the stars she watches TV
She sees herself in the mirror, she would like to lose weight
She wants a lot of freedom also to give birth
She's just hanging on by a thread, just hanging on by a thread
She sends lovers to hell
Actually she would send them, if there were any interest
She secretly loves everyone she hates
Everyone steals her bit of hope
Finally she ended up with depression like a cow
Depressive youngster
Working in a sorting office
Afraid of loving
The world seems black to her
She tried in vain
Finally she found out
That even those who win
Always lose in the end
Only those who
Those who never play
Depression is a country locked behind bars
Depression is a friend who tells you
That she knew long ago why you don't make the cut
Depression is a blunt knife, a rainy embankment
Depression is soup cooked with pitch
Depression is knowledge that always hurts
Off phone, light bulb without electricity
Drilling into water, a fine for boredom
Depressive youngster
Working in a sorting office
Afraid of loving
The world seems black to her
She tried in vain
Finally she found out
That even those who win
Always lose in the end
Only those who
Those who never play
Depressive youngster
Working in a sorting office
Afraid of loving
The world seems black to her
She tried in vain
Finally she found out
That even those who win
Always lose in the end
Only those who
Those who never play
Stoned nasty ganja, wet plastic sheeting
Betrayal by someone you want to believe
Black sun, black milk, black sky
Is this depression from man or from God