Paroles et traduction Paraziții - Fara Resentimente

Fara Resentimente

Asta e un cantec de groaza
Baga-ti te rog copiii in casa
Ca ne bagam p**a-n mata si nu stim ce o sa iasa
Nimic nu e sigur, de aia ma p*s pe prognoze
Si pot privi lumea din perspectiva unei prognoze
Daca vreau sparg un geam si-mi iau Mercedes Benz
Iar tu sa-mi iei p**a-n mana ca sa poti cere ′hands'.
Nimic nu s-a schimbat, sunt acelasi om serios
Ma pregatesc sa fac copii ca sa imi spele pe jos
Ar trebui sa ma pocnesti ca sa imi trezesti mila
Ai lantul de picior, puisor, taraste-ti bila.
Din mata la Paris, cu escala la Manilla
Ma reintorc fumat si vesel savarsind calatoria
Cui p**a mea ii mai trebuie paine si sare
Cand bagam iarba ascunsi dupa ochelarii de soare
Ma simt ca un milionar ca un c-o suta-n buzunar
Daca realitatea e cruda, o s-o pun pe gratar
Prieteni, da-ti un semn de viata daca mai traiti
Si hai sa bem ca va iau banii de la piept daca muriti
Ne sta-n puteri sa uitam ce-am facut ieri
Fara resentimente am dat banii pe beri
Ne facem praf, ne facem de cap su maine uitam
Sunt slabe sperante sa ne reabilitam (bis)
Am baut banii de chirie in berarie
Sa demonstrez inca o data ca nu am nimic in chelie
Viata e-o curva stiu bine
Caut iubirea adevarata dar dau doar de curve si-mi convine
Sunt consumator, platitor, iubitor de muguri
Privind prin prisma unui dealer de droguri
Cerem bis la cannabis
Cu optimism vrem un paradis promis
Cand am iesit din comunism
Ba, da-mi iarba, hasisul, lasa mana moale
Ca fumatul dauneaza grav doar sanatatii tale.
Suntem fani Amsterdam, gram dupa gram
O ardem pe iarba mai rau decat soldatii din Vietnam
Suntem niste fiare din jungla de beton
Nu stam in pom, dar iti luam banii la semafor
Intr-adevar, intr-una, ti-am spart gura
Acuma you have a buba suck my p**a.
Ne sta-n puteri sa uitam ce-am facut ieri
Fara resentimente am dat banii pe beri
Ne facem praf, ne facem de cap su maine uitam
Sunt slabe sperante sa ne reabilitam (bis)
Beat mort, ma p*s in liftul tau
Baga-mi-as mana-n p**a
Beat mort fara echilibru
Cu bagabontii
Ma doare-n p**a.

No Hard Feelings

This is a horror song,
Get your kids inside, I implore,
'Cause we're gonna f*ck your mother, and who knows what's in store.
Nothing's certain, that's why I sh*t on forecasts,
I can see the world from a forecast's perspective, of course.
If I want, I'll smash a window and take a Mercedes Benz,
And you can grab my d*ck so you can call 'hands'.
Nothing's changed, I'm the same serious guy,
Getting ready to make kids just to clean my floor, by and by.
You should slap me to awaken my pity,
You got that anklet, babe, drag your balls with it, pretty.
From your mom to Paris, with a layover in Manila,
I'll return stoned and happy, completing the journey, thriller.
Who the f*ck needs bread and salt anymore,
When we're smoking weed hidden behind sunglasses galore.
I feel like a millionaire with a hundred bucks in my pocket,
If reality is raw, I'll throw it on the grill, let it rocket.
Friends, give a sign of life if you're still alive,
Let's drink, I'll take the money from your chest if you die, jive.
We have the power to forget what we did yesterday,
No hard feelings, we spent the money on beers, hooray.
We get wasted, we go wild, and tomorrow we forget,
There's little hope for us to rehabilitate, I bet. (x2)
I drank the rent money at the pub,
To prove once again that I have nothing in my skull, just grub.
Life's a b*tch, I know it well,
Looking for true love, but all I find are whores, and it suits me swell.
I'm a consumer, a payer, a lover of buds,
Seeing through the eyes of a drug dealer, suds.
We ask for an encore of cannabis,
With optimism, we want a promised paradise, bliss.
When we left communism,
Yo, give me the weed, the hash, leave the soft hand,
'Cause smoking seriously harms only your health, understand?
We're Amsterdam fans, gram after gram,
We burn through weed worse than the soldiers in Vietnam.
We're beasts from the concrete jungle,
We don't sit in trees, but we'll take your money at the traffic light, bungle.
Indeed, continuously, I busted your lip,
Now you have a buba, suck my d*ck, drip.
We have the power to forget what we did yesterday,
No hard feelings, we spent the money on beers, hooray.
We get wasted, we go wild, and tomorrow we forget,
There's little hope for us to rehabilitate, I bet. (x2)
Dead drunk, I piss in your elevator,
I'd stick my hand up my ass, navigator.
Dead drunk, with no balance,
With the bums,
I don't give a f*ck, valance.