Paroles et traduction Holak - Co To To Nie

Co To To Nie

Jeszcze chłopcem wtedy był
Gdy usłyszał tych liter szyk
"Co to, to nie", a "co to, to nie"
Chciał sam śpiewać, na krześle stać
Sto lat dla jednych ze swych babć
Ale "co to, to nie"
Mama powiedziała mu dosadnie - "co to, to nie"
Jak przez ten kij
Przymocowany do roweru
Nigdy sam nie sięgał celu
Bo "co to, to nie", zewsząd "co to, to nie" (nie, nie, nie...)
Wydawało mu się, że to przez
Młody wiek, młody wiek
I przestanie, gdy dorośnie
Z tyłu głowy mieć, głowy mieć "co to, to nie"
Jak zaklęcie "co to, to nie, nie, nie, nie, nie, nie"

Papapa-papapa, papapa-papapapa
Papapapa-papapa

"Co to, to nie", a "co to, to nie"
Papapa-papapa, papapa-papapapa
Papapa-papapa, papapa-papapapa

"Co to, to nie"

Każda porażka wjeżdża na twardo
A satysfakcja miękka jak
Się pośmiejesz i nara
Nara, trzymaj się młody
No to się trzymasz spódnicy
Być może za długo
I myślisz - "co to, to nie"
To na pewno nie o nas
Ale skąd to ciśnienie
I słaba ocena?
Nie chodzi o wysokie stopnie
Tylko o to co dostał Piotrek
Ktoś tu napisał dobrą zwrotkę
Szanuję to - koń
To na pewno nie o mnie
Na pewno nie o mnie

Jeszcze chłopcem wtedy był
Gdy usłyszał tych liter szyk
"Co to, to nie", a "co to, to nie"

Papapa-papapa, papapa-papapapa
Papapa-papapa, papapa-papapapa
Papapa-papapa, papapa-papapapa
"Co to, to nie"
Mama powiedziała mu dosadnie
"Co to, to nie"

What It Isn't

I was just a boy then
When I heard those letters shift
"What it is, it's not," and "what it is, it's not"
I wanted to sing it myself, stand on a chair
A hundred years for one of my grandmothers
But "what it is, it's not"
Mother told me bluntly - "what it is, it's not"
Like that stick
Attached to the bike
I never reached my goal by myself
Because "what it is, it's not," everywhere "what it is, it's not" (no, no, no...)
It seemed to me that it was because of
Young age, young age
And it will stop when I grow up
To have in the back of my mind, in my mind "what it is, it's not"
Like a spell "what it is, it's not, no, no, no, no, no"

Papapa-papapa, papapa-papapapa
Papapapa-papapa

"What it is, it's not," and "what it is, it's not"
Papapa-papapa, papapa-papapapa
Papapa-papapa, papapa-papapapa

"What it is, it's not"

Every failure hits hard
And satisfaction is soft as
You laugh and goodbye
Goodbye, take care, young man
So you hold on to skirts
Maybe too long
And you think - "what it is, it's not"
It's certainly not about us
But where does this pressure come from
And poor grades?
It's not about high grades
Just about what Piotrek got
Someone here wrote a good verse
I respect that - a horse
It's definitely not about me
Definitely not about me

I was just a boy then
When I heard those letters shift
"What it is, it's not," and "what it is, it's not"

Papapa-papapa, papapa-papapapa
Papapa-papapa, papapa-papapapa
Papapa-papapa, papapa-papapapa
"What it is, it's not"
Mother told him bluntly
"What it is, it's not"