Paroles et traduction Mani - Moldavian Dream

Moldavian Dream

Am avut un vis şi-l povestesc lu′ Sanea, un prieten bun
Parcă se făcea că eram în casa de nebuni
Și a-ncăput acolo toată ţara, mitica
Ţin minte tot, nu ca de obicei, nica

Erau hrăniţi cu resturi din bucate
Toate erau stricate, dar le spuneau că-s delicate
Ei credeau şi mâncau pân' la urmă bucăţica
Parcă nu mergea. ─ Dar ce ziceau? ─ Nica

Dacă cineva se revolta
Imediat îi izola, cu tranchilizante-i îndopa
Ziceau că-s nebuni, atâta explica, asta era politica
Dar restul ce făceau? ─ Nica

Cam nimeni nu se implica
Erau pacienţi ascultători, făceau ce li se indica
Medicii se bucurau cu toată clica
Că toată ţara asta, practic reprezintă ─ nica

Şi simţeam că parcă-i vis
Că n-are cum să fie realitate. Unde, ce am omis
Dar parcă mi-a dat cineva în cap cu sticla
C-am încercat să mă trezesc. ─ Şi? ─ Nica

This is moldavian dream, moldavian
This is moldavian dream, moldavian
This is moldavian dream, moldavian
This is moldavian dream, moldavian

Erau doar câţiva psihiatri
Și-au împărţit pacienţii, mai întâi de toate
Cu ajutorul lor ei îşi făceau capica
Da′ oamenii ce-aveau din asta, a? ─ Nica

Şi făceau scheme de farisei
Ca să se urască nebunii între ei
Că dacă îs uniţi, explodează mămăliga
Ştii ce se va alege din ei? ─ Nica

Şi uite că le reuşea
Nebunii între ei au început a se mânca
Şi-au trecut anii, dar istoria se repeta
Ce-au învăţat din toată treaba asta? ─ Nica

Unii refuzau să ia dozele
Dar medicii îi speriau cu diagnozele
Au cultivat în ei cât au putut frica
Şi ce făceau pacienţii? ─ Cum crezi? Nica

Nicâ, nicâ, nicâ, nicâ, nicâ
Lumea asta din cauza asta este cam calică
Şi-n momentul cela ştii la ce m-am gândit
Noi chiar suntem nebuni, şi-atuncea m-am trezit

This is moldavian dream, moldavian
This is moldavian dream, moldavian
This is moldavian dream, moldavian
This is moldavian dream, moldavian

Sanea-i-n State, da, tare departe
El se află acolo de vreo 4 ani jumate
Și mi-a povestit coşmarul lui de aseară
El a visat că se află-n ţară

Moldavian Dream

I had a dream and I'm telling it to Sanea, a good friend of mine
It seemed like I was in the madhouse
And the whole country, the mythical one, had gotten there
I remember everything, not like usual, dear

They were fed with food scraps
All spoiled, but they were told they were delicacies
They believed and ate the tidbits eventually
It seemed to work. ─ But what did they say? ─ Dear

If someone revolted
They were immediately isolated; they were stuffed with tranquilizers
They said they were crazy, that was the explanation, that was the policy
But what did the rest do? ─ Dear

Almost nobody got involved
They were obedient patients, they did what they were told
The doctors rejoiced with the whole gang
That this whole country, in practice, represents ─ dear

And I felt like it was a dream
That it couldn't be reality. Where, what did I miss
But it was like someone hit me in the head with a bottle
When I tried to wake up. ─ And? ─ Dear

This is the Moldavian dream, Moldavian
This is the Moldavian dream, Moldavian
This is the Moldavian dream, Moldavian
This is the Moldavian dream, Moldavian

There were just a few psychiatrists
And they divided the patients, first of all
With their help they lined their pockets
But what did the people get out of it, huh? ─ Dear

And they made pharisaical schemes
So that the madmen would hate each other
Because if they are united, the polenta will explode
Do you know what will become of them? ─ Dear

And look, they succeeded
The madmen started to eat each other
And years passed, but history repeated itself
What did they learn from all this? ─ Dear

Some refused to take the doses
But the doctors scared them with the diagnoses
They cultivated fear in them as much as they could
And what did the patients do? ─ What do you think? Dear

Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear
The world is a bit crippled because of this
And at that moment you know what I thought
We really are crazy, and then I woke up

This is the Moldavian dream, Moldavian
This is the Moldavian dream, Moldavian
This is the Moldavian dream, Moldavian
This is the Moldavian dream, Moldavian

Sanea is in the States, yes, far, far away
He has been there for about 4 and a half years
And he told me his nightmare from last night
He dreamed that he was in the country