Paroles et traduction Elán - Ulica

Ulica

Ulica je krásny dom, vstúpme doň,
Už ti pískam pod oknom,
Signál známy len nám dvom.
Čaká ťa priateľ strom, hrad a dóm,
Svet zázračný, nám núka sny,
Tak snívajme ich s ním.
Prvé hriechy, vôňa viechy, s jarnou tmou,
Prvé rande, úspech v bande a básne pod lampou.
Prvé lásky, hudba z pásky, bosky v tmách,
Správna póza kráľov korza a prázdno vo vreckách.
Ulica je krásny dom, vstúpne doň,
Už ti pískam pod oknom,
Signál známy len nám dvom.
Čaká ťa priateľ strom, hrad a dóm,
Svet zázračný, nám núka sny,
Tak snívajme ich s ním.
Prvé hriechy, vôňa viechy, s jarnou tmou,
Prvé rande, úspech v bande a básne pod lampou.
Prvé lásky, hudba z pásky, bosky v tmách,
Správna póza kráľov korza a prázdno vo vreckách.
Prvé hriechy, vôňa viechy,
Prvé hriechy, vôňa viechy, s jarnou tmou.
Prvé rande, úspech v bande a básne pod lampou.
Prvé lásky, hudba z pásky, bosky v tmách.
Správna póza kráľov korza a prázdno vo vreckách.
Prvé hriechy, vôňa viechy, s jarnou tmou.
Prvé rande, úspech v bande a básne pod lampou.
Prvé lásky, hudba z pásky, bozky v tmách...

The street

The street is a beautiful home, let's enter it,
I'm already whistling under your window,
A signal known only to the two of us.
A tree awaits you - a friend, a castle, and a home,
A magical world, offering us dreams,
So let's dream them with him.
First sins, the smell of greenery, with the spring darkness,
First date, success in a gang, and poems under the lamp.
First loves, music from a tape, bare feet in the dark,
The right pose of the kings of the boulevard and empty pockets.
The street is a beautiful home, let's enter it,
I'm already whistling under your window,
A signal known only to the two of us.
A tree awaits you - a friend, a castle, and a home,
A magical world, offering us dreams,
So let's dream them with him.
First sins, the smell of greenery, with the spring darkness,
First date, success in a gang, and poems under the lamp.
First loves, music from a tape, bare feet in the dark,
The right pose of the kings of the boulevard and empty pockets.
First sins, the smell of greenery,
First sins, the smell of greenery, with the spring darkness.
First date, success in a gang, and poems under the lamp.
First loves, music from a tape, kisses in the dark.
The right pose of the kings of the boulevard and empty pockets.
First sins, the smell of greenery, with the spring darkness.
First date, success in a gang, and poems under the lamp.
First loves, music from a tape, kisses in the dark...