Paroles et traduction Ombladon - Traume

Traume

Traume

Imi tarasc bocancii grei prin nisip si praf
Amuzat, distrat k Basescu prin Irak
Cu ochii in patru p-un perete am desenat
O p**a si dedesubtul ei am scris senat.
Domnule vreti sa ma dobarati
Pana atunci in mortii matii o sa ma asculti.
Mi se rupe inima cand vad oameni amarati
Si p**la cand politicieni corupti, omorati
In miezul noptii vagabontii va zguduie
Cu texte sacadate care va trag la m**e
Gata sa pierd controlul cu bata
Iti vandalizez mercedesul si pe fita
Ati plamat hip-hop-ul de-atatea dati
Uiteti k muzica asta prosta schimba mentalitati
Cu ceausescu atarnat pe perete
Esti un retard ce se gaseste in piesele lui pepe
Inchide-ti termopanul, unde te-ascunzi?
Ca-m sa ridic volumul si tot o sa m-auzi ca:

Refren: Muzica asta iti zguduie peretii
Din noapte asta
Pana la sfarsitul vietii
Ascult-o p'asta in gatu matii
Da-te-n sloboz, in p**a mea, in mortii matii Arzi de nerabdare sa dispar cand apar
Daca arzi de nerabdare, arzi de tot macar
Ai comportament ostil de p***a
O parte dintre noi, adik voi e m**sta
Noi, facem haz de necaz, viatza e grea
Batem la usi cu sorcova, guvernul cu
Foamea
Voi, sunteti inmarmuriti peste masura
K am tupeu sa f*t atata lumea in gura
Sar, din gura in gura ca microbul ratacit
Daca aviara dadea-n ciori, dormeam linistit
Fara gabori si politicieni corupti
Fara tine cel ce te prefaci ca nu ne-asculti
Fara oameni tristi ce-i plang pe comunisti
Fara ca atunci cand zici ceva sa te risti
Fara sa ramai fara bani, in fine
Fara toate astea, crede-ma chiar am traii bïne

Trauma

Trauma

I drag my heavy boots through sand and dust
Amused, distracted by Basescu in Iraq
With four eyes, I drew on a wall
A huge c**t, and under it, I wrote, "The Senate."
Sir, do you want to tear me down?
Until then, dammit, you're going to listen to me.
My heart breaks when I see poor people
And my d**k when I see corrupt politicians, killed
In the middle of the night, the vagrants will shake you
With choppy lyrics that pull you down
Ready to lose control with a bat
I'll vandalize your Mercedes and your ribbon
You've plagiarized hip-hop so many times
You forget that this stupid music changes mentalities
With Ceausescu hanging on the wall
You're a retard that can be found in Pepe's songs
Close your window, where are you hiding?
Because I'm going to turn up the volume and you're still going to hear me like:

Chorus: This music shakes your walls
From tonight
Until the end of your life
Listen to this in your mother's throat
Get the hell out of here, in my c**t, dammit You're dying to see me disappear when I show up
If you're so impatient, burn yourself to ashes
You have the hostile behavior of a c**t
Some of us, like you, are f**ked
We, make light of our troubles, life is hard
We knock on doors with New Year's wishes, the government with
Hunger
You, are stunned beyond measure
That I have the nerve to f**k so many people in the mouth
I jump, from mouth to mouth like a lost germ
If the bird flu hit the crows, I would sleep soundly
Without cops and corrupt politicians
Without you who pretend not to listen to us
Without sad people who mourn the communists
Without having to risk when you say something
Without running out of money, in short
Without all that, believe me, I would really live well