Paroles et traduction Paraziții - Cui Ii Pasa

Cui Ii Pasa

P-asta n-o editez baga-mi-as pu^a in ea.
Refren
N-ai descoperit inca ca esti bolnav
Noi iti spunem ca esti bolnav si e grav
Starea mea de spirit s-a modificat
Cui ii pasa? Cui pu^a mea ii pasa?
Cheloo
Cand ce vrea pu^a mea ca pu^a mea da tonu′
Ca de cand am plecat e in faliment moral Rotonu'
Lumea se schimba, ma schimb si eu
Cand toti plutesc si zboara, ma simt mai greu
Va imbracati ca niste piz^e sa va placa piz^ele
Bai nene, e-o tara de lesbiene
Am ajuns prea devreme, acum e prea tarziu
Si stiu ca-i o solutie pe care n-o mai stiu
Cand o cioara boraste de inima albastra
Iau viagra si imi bag pu^a-n muzica voastra
Refren
N-ai descoperit inca ca esti bolnav
Noi iti spunem ca esti bolnav si e grav
Starea mea de spirit s-a modificat
Cui ii pasa? Cui pu^a mea ii pasa?
Ombladon
Va iau in pu^a toata tara, guvernul c-asa vreau eu
Nu m-a crescut tara asta, m-au crescut ai mei cu greu
Ne urmaresti mereu, mareste c***e pasu′
Vrei sa faci poze la minut, pozeaza-mi mie ceasu'
Iau in gura porumbelu' pacii sa il f^t
Cand banii invart lumea si hotii o conduc
Cand lumea se scufunda, desfac berea mea
Am o durere-n pu^a ca nu stiu daca mai scap de ea
Ai o cioara cu tine, animal de companie
Sa-mi sugi pu^la. Cine ma eu? Nu tu ma, mie
Refren
N-ai descoperit inca ca esti bolnav
Noi iti spunem ca esti bolnav si e grav
Starea mea de spirit s-a modificat
Cui ii pasa? Cui pu^a mea ii pasa?
Cheloo
Cautam-ma c***e si ai sa ma gasesti
Testand ciocanu′ intr-un magazin cu obiecte bisericesti
Ganduri lumesti, ma curtremura firesc
Ma plictisiti de moarte, nu pot sa ma opresc
Sunt de moda veche, deja sunt expirat
Voi va fute^i in cur, eu inca ma fu^ in pat
Versul meu e explozibil, va dau foc ca Nero
Cautati siguranta, circulati cu Sandero
Sa-si faca cna-ul divizie anti-tero
Sunt senil peste 10 ani incep de la zero
Refren
N-ai descoperit inca ca esti bolnav
Noi iti spunem ca esti bolnav si e grav
Starea mea de spirit s-a modificat
Cui ii pasa? Cui pu^a mea ii pasa?
Ombladon
Am o gluga neagra mare in cap
Si-o coasa in mana
Zambeste-mi larg fraiere si-ai sa-i simti metalu′ in gura
Sunt gata sa dau foc lumii situatia e clara
Ai vrut sa fi baiat de cartier, dar ai crescut la tara
Imi vorbesti din carti, vii sa-mi dai sfaturi mie
Daca ce dai aia primesti, ai grija cand dai m**e
Imi bag pu^a-n muzica din radio
C-asa vreau eu
Si m****s chiar in masina ta cabrio
Trec anii peste noi, voi mediatizati tiganii
Mi-am pierdut simtul umorului, deci scoateti banii
Refren
N-ai descoperit inca ca esti bolnav
Noi iti spunem ca esti bolnav si e grav
Starea mea de spirit s-a modificat
Cui ii pasa? Cui pu^a mea ii pasa?
Cheloo
Lumea devine o parnaie in aer liber
N-avem un scop, n-avem un stat, n-avem un lider
Guvernu' se plange ca nu sunt bani
Colectati impozitele datorate de tigani
Politicienii fraierii vor sa imi faca o surpriza
Vad ca v-ascundeti dupa degetul infipt in piz^a
Poate-s primu′ care profita de pedeapsa cu moartea
Pentru obraznicia crasa de'a deschide cartea
As vrea sa va invat dar nu stiu prea multe
Insa par un geniu printre atatea entitati inculte
Refren
N-ai descoperit inca ca esti bolnav
Noi iti spunem ca esti bolnav si e grav
Starea mea de spirit s-a modificat
Cui ii pasa? Cui pu^a mea ii pasa?
Cheloo
Ne-am chinuit toata viata s-aratam ca o pu^a
Si acum sunt baietii astia aici care arata ca niste piz^e

Who Cares

I'm not editing this shit, f*ck it.
Chorus
You haven't figured out you're sick yet
We're telling you, you're sick and it's serious
My mood has changed
Who cares? Who the f*ck cares?
Cheloo
When my d*ck wants it, my d*ck sets the tone
'Cause since I left, Roton's in moral bankruptcy
The world is changing, I'm changing too
When everyone's floating and flying, I feel heavier
You dress like b*tches so b*tches like you
Dude, it's a country of lesbians
I arrived too early, now it's too late
And I know there's a solution I don't know anymore
When a crow shits with a blue heart
I take viagra and f*ck your music
Chorus
You haven't figured out you're sick yet
We're telling you, you're sick and it's serious
My mood has changed
Who cares? Who the f*ck cares?
Ombladon
I'll f*ck the whole country, the government, 'cause that's what I want
This country didn't raise me, my parents did, with difficulty
You're always watching us, take a bigger f*cking step
You want to take pictures every minute, take a picture of my watch
I'll suck the peace dove's d*ck
When money spins the world and thieves rule it
When the world sinks, I open my beer
I have a pain in my ass that I don't know if I'll ever get rid of
You have a crow with you, a pet
Suck my d*ck. Who me? Not you, me
Chorus
You haven't figured out you're sick yet
We're telling you, you're sick and it's serious
My mood has changed
Who cares? Who the f*ck cares?
Cheloo
Look for me, b*tch, and you'll find me
Testing the hammer in a church supply store
Worldly thoughts, naturally shaking me
You bore me to death, I can't stop
I'm old-fashioned, already expired
You f*ck yourselves in the ass, I still f*ck in bed
My verse is explosive, I'll set you on fire like Nero
You seek safety, you drive a Sandero
Let the CNA make an anti-terror division
I'm senile, in 10 years I'll start from scratch
Chorus
You haven't figured out you're sick yet
We're telling you, you're sick and it's serious
My mood has changed
Who cares? Who the f*ck cares?
Ombladon
I have a big black hood on my head
And a scythe in my hand
Smile wide, sucker, and you'll feel the metal in your mouth
I'm ready to set the world on fire, the situation is clear
You wanted to be a city boy, but you grew up in the country
You talk to me from books, you come to give me advice
If you get what you give, be careful when you give sh*t
I f*ck the music on the radio
'Cause that's what I want
And I sh*t right in your convertible
Years pass us by, you media hype gypsies
I lost my sense of humor, so get the money out
Chorus
You haven't figured out you're sick yet
We're telling you, you're sick and it's serious
My mood has changed
Who cares? Who the f*ck cares?
Cheloo
The world is becoming an open-air prison
We have no purpose, no state, no leader
The government complains there's no money
Collect the taxes owed by gypsies
The dumb politicians want to surprise me
I see you're hiding behind the finger stuck in your c*nt
Maybe I'm the first to take advantage of the death penalty
For the gross audacity of opening a book
I'd like to teach you but I don't know much
But I seem like a genius among so many uneducated entities
Chorus
You haven't figured out you're sick yet
We're telling you, you're sick and it's serious
My mood has changed
Who cares? Who the f*ck cares?
Cheloo
We struggled all our lives to look like a d*ck
And now there are these guys here who look like b*tches