Paroles et traduction Rytmus - Pravdivý Príbeh

Pravdivý Príbeh

Yeah, toto je pravdivý príbeh ktorý napísal sám život.
Bengoro, rázny básnik, Buro

Mala osemnásť rokov napustil ju cigán, on len sedemnásť, nebola to žiadna veľká výhra, bol ťažký komunizmus, doba bola iná v tom čase splodili oni dvaja pekného syna, všetci boli v piči prečo cigán, koho vina, aj keď bol úspešný hudobník, pre ľudí bol špina.
Rodičia preto svoju dcéru vyhodili z domu, hanbili sa za ňu, rázne boli proti tomu, ona mladý človek, nemala isť zrazu komu, bola tehotná a kto sa bude starať o ňu.
Decko bolo na ceste budúcnosť čistá stoka, bola svadba, rozviedli sa oni do pol roka.
Cigán sa jebal a podvádzal ako sa len dalo, dievča dostavalo bitky a decko sa pozeralo.
Skončilo to presne ako sa predpovedalo.
Malý cigán sa sťahuje, nevie čo sa stalo.
Dievča k rodičom sa vrátilo už natrvalo.
U dedka začal novy život malý rumun garo.
V rodine bolo všetci ticho že to stroskotalo, "Je to kurva" to sa o nej venku povrávalo.
Bola silná aj keď bola mladá, rozvedená, komunisti jej hádzali polená pod kolená.
Rana sa hojila, no bola stále otvorená.
Neverí v lásku ktorá v nej už bola znetvorená.
Malinký syn je pre ňu všetko ona ide ďalej.
Miluje ho najviac na svete a dáva nádej, prekračovať bez problémov každý veľký závej.
Fóbia v ze sklamania stále pretrvá v nej.
Ref: Toto je príbeh kerý napísal len sám život, osud sa nemazná nespráva sa pravé milo.
Môžeš len dúfať aby sa to všetko napravilo, cestu ku šťastiu porazíš svojou vôľou a silou.
Čas plynie rýchlo malý cigy starší o päť rokov, žije bez tatka čaká ho ešte veľa skokov.
Mladé dievča s deckom netuží byť iba sama, snivá o rodine kde je decko, otec, mama.
Stretáva v tej dobe sympatického chalana.
Neskôr otehotnie a zase je zamilovaná.
Majú svadbu kerá nebola moc požehnaná.
Svokrovci by chceli sobáš, ale bez cigána.
Museli sa zmieriť že si bere rozvedenú.
V novej rodine ju brali ako né moc chcenú.
Decko s cigánom bola ako nočná mora pre ňu.
Rasistické narážky to bolo denne menu.
Pripomínali jej minulosť za kerou postavila stenu, treba asi začať od znovu, urobí ráznu zmenu.
Manžel sa bál rodičov a nevedel si zastať ani svoju ženu.
Cigána brali na obtiaž ako malého jeba, nevlastná rodina ho neprijala medzi seba.
Pre nich bol cudzí, bolo mu to treba?
Lásku dostával od vlastného deda.
Ten keby mohol, tak mu donese aj Modre z neba.
Nevinné decko bolo pre nich tercom nenávisti, svokor si na emenve zisťoval na mladú matku vychytávky z minulosti.
Chceli ju potupiť a nikdy im nebolo dosti.
Časom sa u cigána nazbierava veľa zlosti, za ten čas okrem matky nedostal milého slova, uzatvorený do seba, to je miesto kde sa mohol pred falešními potkanmi skovať.
Dostáva rozum otčimovy začal oporovať.
Vyhadzof z domu bitky zas a znova.
Nenechá si pičovať, je z neho čistá zloba.
Hovorili že vyrastie z neho kriminálnik, že nemá budúcnosť kerej hrozí len čistý zánik.
Začal budovať svoju cestu, od kokotov z rodiny sa straniť, chce niečo dokázať a nebyť na nich odkázaný.
Jediný komu verí, sú len som slova jeho mamy.
Matka je hrdá na syna aj s jeho problemami, vždy ho vypočuje a poučuje ho radami.
Cigán sa venuje len hudbe, na ňu je nadaný.
Nevlastná rodina sa smiala že je prijebaný.
Dneska napĺňa svoje planý, úspech vysnívaný.
Ďakuje za všetko, za trpezlivosť svojej mamy, že držia spolu a ze životom sú vyrovnaný.
REF: Toto je príbeh kerý napísal len sám život, osud sa nemazná nespráva sa pravé milo.
Môžeš len dúfať aby sa to všetko napravilo, cestu ku šťastiu porazíš svojou vôľou a silou.

True Story

Yeah, this is a true story written by life itself.
Bengoro, the sharp poet, Buro

She was eighteen when a gypsy got her pregnant, he was only seventeen, not a big win, it was tough communism, times were different back then. They both gave birth to a beautiful son, everyone was pissed, why a gypsy, whose fault? Even though he was a successful musician, to people he was dirt.
Her parents kicked their daughter out of the house, they were ashamed of her, strongly against it, she was young, suddenly had nowhere to go, she was pregnant, who would take care of her?
The baby was on the way, the future a pure gutter, there was a wedding, they divorced within six months.
The gypsy fucked around and cheated as much as he could, the girl got beatings and the child watched.
It ended exactly as predicted.
The little gypsy is moving, doesn't know what happened.
The girl returned to her parents permanently.
A new life began for the little Romanian garo at grandpa's.
Everyone in the family was silent that it fell apart, "She's a whore" that's what they said about her outside.
She was strong even though she was young, divorced, the communists threw logs under her knees.
The wound was healing, but it was still open.
She doesn't believe in love, which has already been disfigured in her.
Her little son is everything to her, she keeps going.
She loves him more than anything in the world and gives hope, to overcome every big snowdrift without problems.
The phobia of disappointment still persists in her.
Chorus: This is a story written only by life itself, fate doesn't caress, it doesn't behave very nicely.
You can only hope that everything will be fixed, you will defeat the path to happiness with your will and strength.
Time flies fast, the little gypsy is five years older, he lives without a father, many leaps still await him.
A young girl with a child doesn't want to be alone, she dreams of a family where there is a child, a father, a mother.
She meets a nice guy at that time.
Later she gets pregnant and is in love again.
They have a wedding that wasn't very blessed.
The in-laws would like a wedding, but without the gypsy.
They had to accept that he was marrying a divorced woman.
In the new family, she was taken as not very wanted.
The child with the gypsy was like a nightmare for them.
Racist remarks were the daily menu.
They reminded her of the past behind which she had built a wall, she probably needs to start over, she will make a drastic change.
The husband was afraid of his parents and couldn't even stand up for his wife.
The gypsy was considered a nuisance, a little fucker, his stepfamily didn't accept him among them.
He was a stranger to them, did he need that?
He got love from his own grandfather.
If he could, he would bring him Blue from the sky.
The innocent child was a target of hatred for them, the father-in-law was finding out on the emenve tricks from the past on the young mother.
They wanted to humiliate her and they never had enough.
Over time, a lot of anger builds up in the gypsy, during that time, except for his mother, he didn't get a kind word, closed in on himself, that's where he could hide from the fake rats.
He gets his wits about him, he starts to resist his stepfather.
Throwing out of the house, beatings again and again.
He won't let himself be fucked, he's pure anger.
They said he would grow up to be a criminal, that he had no future, only pure doom was threatening.
He started to build his own path, to avoid the assholes from the family, he wants to achieve something and not be dependent on them.
The only one he trusts are only his mother's words.
The mother is proud of her son even with his problems, she always listens to him and advises him.
The gypsy only does music, he's gifted at it.
His stepfamily laughed that he was retarded.
Today he fulfills his dreams, the success he dreamed of.
He thanks for everything, for his mother's patience, that they stick together and that they are balanced in life.
CHORUS: This is a story written only by life itself, fate doesn't caress, it doesn't behave very nicely.
You can only hope that everything will be fixed, you will defeat the path to happiness with your will and strength.