Paroles et traduction G&G Sindikatas - 1-as Kraujaz (Unplugged)

1-as Kraujaz (Unplugged)

As sielu vagis, as atrakinu visas uzrakintas duris, lauztuvas nepatiklus, As turiu raktus,
Man per seklus okeanu vanduo, per ankstas dangus...
Zmogus tokia labai juokinga, keista butybe,
Aukso trupinys á dantis ir pries tave asmenybe,
Jos akyse tuðcia, as valdau, tokius kaip jis, as vagiu jo dusià,
Uzpildau smegenis - neisvalysi, uzpildau sirdi - neisvalysi,
As tampu jo oda - nenusiprausi, as jo galva - nenusirausi,
Mano venomis teka skysta ugnis, dega,
Kovinemis torpedomis i taikini lekia, as tvarkau sirdies garso takà,
As zinau - prisuksiu raktu ir jinai plaka,
Kas tai, kaip manai, kas tu ar zinai?
As duodu tau laisva, tu pasauli matai kitaip,
Dabar jau mano akimis,
As esu jumyse kiekvienoje galvoje, nes...
As ir tu vieno kraujo...
(Viens, du, trys tavo sielos vagis...)
Sindikatas, mano broliai, as nezinau kas gali buti geriau,
Kai tu stovi salia, zinai neparduos tave, mane,
Del savu jie viskà atiduos,
Galvoji, kad as be galo kietas esu, taip tu zinai -
As toks pats kaip ir tu,
Kai man buvo sesiolika kiseneje prezervatyvai, rankoj didelis butelis vyno,
Veliau prasidejo masinos, merginos, audringi vakareliai,
Kalbos apie zole, amfetaminà,
Dabar að gyvenu laisvai, man gerai, mano smegenys neuzgruzinti,
Mano maikas, mano ginklas, as kalbu ka noriu,
Zinai, kastetas simtà kartu kieciau nei tavo pistoletas,
As kalu tiesiai sikniam i ausis, kartosiu, nesustosiu, nes...
As smelio pirklys, visu betoniniu juru giluminis ryklys,
As turiu dantis, kas isdris, kas sulaikys nuo atakos,
Jeigu tu - mano priesas, tu eini nx vinilu takeliu, cigareciu pakelio,
Piratiniu kompaktiniu disku virseliu,
Pigaus liaudies maisto hypermarketu maiðeliu, pripaisytu kioskeliu,
Alaus bokalu,
Nepatinka, gali pist po velniu, as i klynà kalu isgalàstu zodziu,
Zaloju, smeigiu tiesiai sikniam i ausi, ieskosi kaip duonos,
Rausies-gausi, mano zodziai skirti tokiem patiem kaip ir as,
Kas greiciau isties kojas te pasiduoda antràkart graffiti maker′iai,
MC, DJ'ai ir breaker′iai, mes nepavaldus kontrolei, nes...
(Viens, du, trys tavo sielos vagis...)

1st Blood (Unplugged)

I'm a soul thief, unlocking every locked door, a crowbar for the distrustful. I hold the keys,
The ocean's too shallow, the sky too low for me...
Humans are such a funny, strange existence,
A crumb of gold between their teeth, and suddenly they're a personality,
Emptiness in her eyes, I control such as she. I steal her soul,
Fill her brain - you can't cleanse it, fill her heart - you can't cleanse it,
I become her skin - you can't wash me off, I become her head - you can't tear me out,
Liquid fire flows in my veins, burning,
Like war torpedoes, I fly towards the target. I control the soundtrack of her heart,
I know - I'll turn the key and it will beat,
What is this, what do you think, who are you, do you even know?
I set you free, you see the world differently,
Now through my eyes,
I'm in every one of your minds, because...
You and I are of one blood...
(One, two, three, your soul thief...)
Sindikatas, my brothers, I don't know what could be better,
When you stand beside me, you know they won't betray you, or me,
They'll give everything for their own,
You think I'm endlessly tough, well you know -
I'm just like you,
When I was sixteen, condoms in my pocket, a big bottle of wine in my hand,
Later came cars, girls, wild parties,
Talk of weed, amphetamine,
Now I live freely, I'm good, my brain's not burdened,
My mic, my weapon, I say what I want,
You know, brass knuckles are a hundred times harder than your pistol,
I hammer straight into your ears, I'll repeat, I won't stop, because...
I'm a sand merchant, a deep-sea shark of all concrete seas,
I have teeth, who dares, who will stop the attack,
If you're my enemy, you walk the path of vinyl records, cigarette packs,
Pirated CD covers,
Cheap grocery store bags, kiosks plastered with ads,
Beer mugs,
Don't like it, you can go to hell, I'll drive sharpened words into your core,
I wound, I pierce right into your ears, you search for it like bread,
You dig - you'll find, my words are for those just like me,
Those who are quicker to stretch their legs, let graffiti makers surrender again,
MCs, DJs, and breakers, we're not subject to control, because...
(One, two, three, your soul thief...)