Paroles et traduction Separ feat. Dame - 90te

90te

Vyťahané béžové pančuchy
Manchesterové gate,
Umelí zelení vojaci,
Hodiny vojny v blate.
Čiernobiele fotky na ktorých sa odpúšťate,
čo má kazeta spoločné s ceruzou si pamätáte?
Na malej, dvesto nebolo vác jak Pá a Pí
Do ruky termix a von na chrbte s lukom.
V bráne odstavená najmocnějša BMX na dvore,
Som vedel flekovať tak že lubne boli v pozore.
Od rána do tmy vonku kým zažli lampy,
Mamky kričali z okien rozpúšťali bandy.
Všeci boly rovnakí nikto nerešil handry,
Jebnuté deti pád komunizmu kopec srandy.
Neboli mobili debili nesedeli doma,
Keď si ich chcel nájsť musel si behať jak puma.
Všetky fleky, potom pískat pod oknami znova,
Všeci boli furt vonku však taká bola doba.
Vracam sa späť do tej doby keď sa nosily traky,
Držaly neforemné kaky, manchesterstraky a traky.
Sme boli všeci, cvičky trenky účes rovnaký,
Zbierali céčka, kradli značky áut a odznaky.
Nebol laptop, mobily, xbox, ani domáce kino,
To ozajstné kino bolo čo vonku sa žilo.
Bola pevná linka zvonček kde sme sa dohodli,
Boli tri pevné miesta kde vždy bol niekto bez dohody.
Neboli hypermarkety, obchody velké jak tescá,
Boli malí obchodníci čo poznali tie decká.
Si predstav kedysi boli štyri malinovky,
Startky, šarli, petri a žiadne davidovky.
Nákup na týžden sa dal zvládnuť za kilo,
V podstate jak teraz len kilo hodnotu zmenilo.
Ťažko to vysvetliť bolo to iné na živo,
Bolo tak málo veci aj tak nám to k šťastiu stačilo.
Koniec

90s

Ripped beige tights
Corduroy pants
Fake green soldiers
Hours of war in the mud
Black and white photos where you forgive
Do you remember what a cassette has in common with a pencil?
On a small, there were no more than A and P
Thermos in hand and out on your back with a bow
The most powerful BMX in the yard parked in the gate,
I knew how to paint so that the boys were on their guard
From morning till dark outside till the lights go on
Moms were shouting from the windows, breaking up gangs
Everybody was the same, nobody cared about clothes
Blasted kids The fall of communism is a lot of fun
There were no cell phones, the idiots didn't sit at home
If you wanted to find them, you had to run like a puma
All the spots, then whistle under the windows again
Everyone was always outside because that was the time
I go back to that time when suspenders were worn
They held up shapeless khakis, cords and suspenders
We were all, gym shoes, underpants, the same hairstyle
Collected C's, stole license plates and badges
There were no laptops, cell phones, Xbox, or home theater
The real cinema was what was lived outside
There was a landline bell where we agreed
There were three fixed places where someone was always without an agreement
There were no hypermarkets, stores as big as Tesco
There were small shopkeepers who knew those kids
Imagine once there were four sodas
Startki, Sharli, Petri and no Davidovky
A week's worth of groceries could be had for a kilo
Basically like now, only the kilo has changed in value
It's hard to explain, it was different in person
There were so few things, yet it was enough for us to be happy
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