Paroles et traduction Põhjamaade Hirm - 60 minutit (Miinus 55)

60 minutit (Miinus 55)

See on mu 60 minutit, millest lahutan 55
Ja noorest vabariigist, kel juba keskea kriis
Pealt näha ilus õun, a tegelt ussid sees
Tunnen nagu elaks raisakulli ateljees

Näen kaugelt sümptomeid, mis ahnusele omased
Lihasööjad, bakterid hinges punased
Laisad doktorid, kel hambad edust verised
Me elu pole jutt te pildiraamatus
Siin printsess vägistati ja kuningas on haavatud
Kuldaega ei näita eurotrollid ega hütid
Betoonist džungel ega korilased, kütid
Liigun ringi nagu sütik ja kurbust täheldan
Iga sammuga siin oma tulevikku vähendan
Elu on raha, a seda pole piisavalt
Sotsiaalsüsteem on vittus ja seda ütlen viisakalt
Mis kasu on palgatõusust, kui nad üle tõusevad
Valitsus on ees ja see on õudukas
Keskklass on kaamel ja teised kõik tema turjal
Pooled elavad üldse peidus ühiskonna nurgas
Iive on väike ja raha antibeebipill
Pere loomine kasiino ja elu krokodill
Vanurid kõik on paari sammu kaugusel
Kaotamas usku ellu ja ühiskonna austuse

See on mu 60 minutit, millest lahutan 55
Ja noorest vabariigist, kel juba keskea kriis
Pealt näha ilus õun, a tegelt ussid sees
Tunnen nagu elaks raisakulli ateljees

Mu 60 minutit, millest lahutan 55
Ja noorest vabariigist, kel juba keskea kriis
Pealt näha ilus õun, a tegelt ussid sees
Tunnen nagu elaks raisakulli ateljees

Tulge Eestisse, tere tulemast brošüür!
Meil on halb elu? Kamoon olge nüüd!
Kõik saab korda, oleme uue ajastu hakul
Kui rõõm ja heaolu tõuseb kui maksud
Meie õpetajad kelle käes on haridus ja tulevik
Saavad orjapalka ja söövad õhusalatit
Numbrid kaovad sealt, kus on nende tähtsus
Viigipüksid Toompeal on libeduse nähtus
Ja turvatunne toob mul silmi ju läike
Ja seadusesilm näeb alati kõike
Jumal tänatud, et kadus miilits ja KGB
Sest kui maksad käe alt ja lisad veel
"Härra, ma ausalt, ausalt enam ei tee!"
Saad vabaks. See on ju tervitatav nähtus
Märulifilmis on vaid brutaalsus, jõhkrus
Abi jõuab kohale kui silmapilgutus
Sest helista enne 112 kui juhtub õnnetus
Vabandust kui sõnapruuk on olnud liiga toores
Sest mina ka viie tonni eest surma ei jookseks

See on mu 60 minutit, millest lahutan 55
Ja noorest vabariigist, kel juba keskea kriis
Pealt näha ilus õun, a tegelt ussid sees
Tunnen nagu elaks raisakulli ateljees

Mu 60 minutit, millest lahutan 55
Ja noorest vabariigist, kel juba keskea kriis
Pealt näha ilus õun, a tegelt ussid sees
Tunnen nagu elaks raisakulli ateljees

Räägite humanismist kuidas geisha kaevandus
Ja enda silmi all käib see orjakaubandus
Kaupa pruugivat need kel uhked Liisi autod
Tavainimese käibemaksust ära antud nagu KAPO
15 aastat vabadust ja tsau iseseisvus
A miljon ikka ühe pelleri jaoks leidub
Isegi kui lapsed nälgivad ja krosse kerjavad
Varastavad, hulguvad, süstlaauke varjavad
Põevad haiguseid, mille raviks kroone ei jätku
Elatavad end ise, teie silmis on see pättus
Ka siis on kõik korras, keegi pole täiuslik
A rahvast juhtides ei tohiks see olla nii sitt
See kõik on ühenduses nagu käed ja Balti kett
A te röövite meid tühjaks nagu Imbi Ärni duett
Augutate palku nagu õpiks arvutama
Miinustega lastelt, sealt peaks alustama
Köhin kui räägid, vahutad kui vajan vastust
Pimedaks läheb ka, kus sina raisk astud!

See on mu 60 minutit, millest lahutan 55
Ja noorest vabariigist, kel juba keskea kriis
Pealt näha ilus õun, a tegelt ussid sees
Tunnen nagu elaks raisakulli ateljees

Mu 60 minutit, millest lahutan 55
Ja noorest vabariigist, kel juba keskea kriis
Pealt näha ilus õun, a tegelt ussid sees
Tunnen nagu elaks raisakulli ateljees

Kodanike julgeolek on nagu bingoloto
Täna ei juhtund midagi, a homme haavu lakud
Me pihud pole tühjad, vaid täis tühjust
Ja antropofaagid propageerivad ühtsust
Kohtunikud teevad jõulumehena kingitusi
Mõrvarid, bandiidid saavad kõik tingimusi
Pisikesed puuris ja onupojad poliitikas
Panevad tähele ja jagavad kriitikat
Müüte maha maa, mis hingab ja elab
Sest kroon on ainuke asi,mis teie silmis särab
Me ootame muutusi kui arsti ooteaega
A siis ei hüppa siit mitte keegi enam kaera
Hoopis kodakontsus laenab ja keelt kustutab
Palju nagu enesetappe, mitte mida uskuda
Süsteem, kus klounid tõmbavad kõiki nööre
Meie mängime litse ja nemad sutenööre
Tõesõnad on õhus nagu tuulelipp
A see pole siin kõik, see on jäämäetipp

See on mu 60 minutit, millest lahutan 55
Ja noorest vabariigist, kel juba keskea kriis
Pealt näha ilus õun, a tegelt ussid sees
Tunnen nagu elaks raisakulli ateljees

Mu 60 minutit, millest lahutan 55
Ja noorest vabariigist, kel juba keskea kriis
Pealt näha ilus õun, a tegelt ussid sees
Tunnen nagu elaks raisakulli ateljees

60 Minutes (Minus 55)

This is my 60 minutes, of which I subtract 55
And a young republic, already in a midlife crisis
It looks like a beautiful apple on the surface, but it's actually wormy inside
I feel like I'm living in a vulture's studio

I see symptoms from afar, characteristic of greed
Carnivores, bacteria, souls red with sin
Lazy doctors with teeth bloody from success
Our life is not a story in your picture book
Here, the princess was raped and the king is wounded
The golden age is not shown by Euro trolls or huts
Neither a concrete jungle nor gatherers, hunters
I move around like a fuse, noticing sadness
With every step here, I diminish my future
Life is money, but it's not enough
The social system is broken, and I say this politely
What good is a pay raise when they go up?
The government is in front, and it's a horror show
The middle class is a camel, and everyone else is on its back
Half of them live hidden in the corner of society
The birth rate is low, and money is a contraceptive pill
Starting a family is a casino and life is a crocodile
The elderly are all a couple of steps away
Losing faith in life and respect for society

This is my 60 minutes, of which I subtract 55
And a young republic, already in a midlife crisis
It looks like a beautiful apple on the surface, but it's actually wormy inside
I feel like I'm living in a vulture's studio

My 60 minutes, of which I subtract 55
And a young republic, already in a midlife crisis
It looks like a beautiful apple on the surface, but it's actually wormy inside
I feel like I'm living in a vulture's studio

Come to Estonia, welcome to the brochure!
We have a bad life? C'mon, now!
Everything will be alright, we are at the dawn of a new era
Where joy and well-being will rise as taxes do
Our teachers, who hold education and the future in their hands
Receive slave wages and eat air salad
Numbers disappear where their importance lies
The suits on Toompea are a phenomenon of slipperiness
And the sense of security brings a twinkle to my eyes
And the eye of the law always sees everything
Thank God the militia and the KGB are gone
Because if you pay under the table and add some more
"Sir, I honestly, honestly won't do it again!"
You're free. This is a welcome phenomenon
In an action movie, there's only brutality, cruelty
Help arrives in the blink of an eye
Because call 112 before an accident happens
Excuse me if my language has been too crude
Because I wouldn't run to my death for five grand either

This is my 60 minutes, of which I subtract 55
And a young republic, already in a midlife crisis
It looks like a beautiful apple on the surface, but it's actually wormy inside
I feel like I'm living in a vulture's studio

My 60 minutes, of which I subtract 55
And a young republic, already in a midlife crisis
It looks like a beautiful apple on the surface, but it's actually wormy inside
I feel like I'm living in a vulture's studio

You talk about humanism, how the geisha mine
And this slave trade is going on right under your nose
Those who use the goods are those with fancy Liisi cars
Given away from the common man's VAT like KAPO
15 years of freedom and ciao independence
But a million can still be found for one toilet
Even if children starve and beg for pennies
Steal, wander, hide needle marks
Suffer from diseases for which there are no crowns for treatment
They support themselves, in your eyes, it's a crime
Even then, everything's fine, no one's perfect
But when leading a nation, it shouldn't be this shitty
It's all connected like hands and the Baltic Chain
But you're robbing us blind like Imbi Ärni's duet
You're drilling holes in salaries as if learning to count
With children in the red, that's where you should start
I cough when you speak, you foam at the mouth when I need an answer
It goes dark too, where you go to waste!

This is my 60 minutes, of which I subtract 55
And a young republic, already in a midlife crisis
It looks like a beautiful apple on the surface, but it's actually wormy inside
I feel like I'm living in a vulture's studio

My 60 minutes, of which I subtract 55
And a young republic, already in a midlife crisis
It looks like a beautiful apple on the surface, but it's actually wormy inside
I feel like I'm living in a vulture's studio

Citizens' sense of security is like bingo lotto
Nothing happened today, but tomorrow you'll be licking wounds
Our hands are not empty, but full of emptiness
And cannibals promote unity
Judges give gifts like Santa Claus
Murderers, bandits, everyone gets conditions
Little ones in cages and cousins in politics
They take note and share criticism
You sell the land that breathes and lives
Because the crown is the only thing that shines in your eyes
We wait for change like a doctor's waiting room
And then no one jumps from here to oats anymore
Instead, the home concert borrows and erases the language
A lot like suicide, not to be believed
A system where clowns pull all the strings
We play hookers and they play pimps
Words of truth are in the air like a weather vane
But that's not all, that's the tip of the iceberg

This is my 60 minutes, of which I subtract 55
And a young republic, already in a midlife crisis
It looks like a beautiful apple on the surface, but it's actually wormy inside
I feel like I'm living in a vulture's studio

My 60 minutes, of which I subtract 55
And a young republic, already in a midlife crisis
It looks like a beautiful apple on the surface, but it's actually wormy inside
I feel like I'm living in a vulture's studio