Текст и перевод песни 2americani - Finete

Finete

Am trecut de aici intr-un alt film
Unde totul e nemaivazut de fin
Unde totul e matase si satin
Unde dorintele nu se-mplinesc, se ating

Azi e una din zilele alea in care de soare nu se vad norii
Am rulat un flim finut si am trecut in partea cealalta ca Jim Morri(Son)
Sub mine nispul fin, fina pielea de pe mine
Si ce e fin atrage compozitii fine
Si pielea ei e superfina, zici ca-i tesuta din lumina
Ne uuuuu la buza marii
Nu-i nimic tabuuu
As face asta pana ajunge deja vu
Eu nu sunt Bono da stiu ca u 2
E ȚȚȚ Iubire, finete de mahar
Ard pana la crema, vata de zahar
Auzi-o cum curge, zici ca e apa
Ii crosetez panza, zi-mi Peter Parker
Am dansul meu si fentele la mine
Michael Jackson, criminal cu miscari fine
Isi dau coate finele susotesc ele
Din vina mea nu mai asculta manele
Din vina mea, din vina mea, din vina lu' Catalin
De la inceput, pana la final, filmul e atat de finnnnnnn

Compasiune, empatie si noblete
Un zambet, un ras, chiar si putina tristete
Gasesti finete in orice, trebuie doar sa-ti pese
Casca ochii lasa-ti sufletul sa invete
Finete materiala, finete spirituala
N-o are orice si oricine, finetea e speciala
Un refren, un parfum, un mers de dama
De companie sau din clasa sociala
Nemachiata, neascunsa dupa vina
Un soare la apus si dupa o luna plina
Chipul ei abia trezita dimineata
Cand se-ntoarce, se-ascunde si isi acopera fata
Un vin roz, intr-un pahar de boss
Doua degete de spuma intr-o halba de bere bruna
Un desert, o ninsoare in miez de noapte
Frumusete, eleganta, simplitate

Am trecut de aici intr-un alt film
Unde totul e nemaivazut de fin
Unde totul e matase si satin
Unde dorintele nu se-mplinesc, se ating

Finery

I've entered a different movie here
Where everything is extraordinarily fine
Where everything is silk and satin
Where desires aren't fulfilled, they're touched

Today is one of those days when the sun can't be seen through the clouds
I rolled a fine blunt and crossed over to the other side like Jim Morri(son)
Fine sand beneath me, the fine skin on me
And what is fine attracts fine compositions
And her skin is super fine, you'd say it's woven from light
We make out at the water's edge
Nothing is taboo
I'd do this until it becomes déjà vu
I'm not Bono but I know that you two
It's love, my dear, the finest kind
I burn down to the cream, cotton candy
Hear it flowing, you'd think it's water
I crochet her web, call me Peter Parker
I have my own dance and moves
Michael Jackson, a criminal with fine moves
The fine ladies are gossiping
It's my fault they don't listen to folk music anymore
It's my fault, my fault, my fault
From beginning to end, the movie is so fine

Compassion, empathy and nobility
A smile, a laugh, even a little sadness
You find finery in everything, you just have to care
Open your eyes and let your soul learn
Material finesse, spiritual finesse
Not everyone and anyone has it, finesse is special
A chorus, a perfume, a lady's walk
From companionship or social class
Untainted, hidden from guilt
A sunset and after a full moon
Her face just waking up in the morning
When she turns around, she hides and covers her face
A rosé wine in a boss's glass
Two fingers of foam in a pint of brown beer
A dessert, a snowfall in the middle of the night
Beauty, elegance, simplicity

I've entered a different movie here
Where everything is extraordinarily fine
Where everything is silk and satin
Where desires aren't fulfilled, they're touched