Текст и перевод песни Alan feat. DJ Amilly - Cartieru' Duce Greu'

Cartieru' Duce Greu'

N-ai cum sa fii fericit daca nu iti urmezi calea
Asa ti-a fost scris ca asa ti-a dictat foamea
Vrei in rai cu orice pret - intrarea-i scumpa! Zbori la munca
Sa-ti pui bani deoparte sa-ti ajunga de un "Doamne ajuta!"
In rap totu' merge lent, promovarea cu a-ntaia
Incet, incet, din gura-n gura ca muia!
Trebuia sa ma fac preot, parca-mi pare rau acum
Ce frumos ma-nchinam, sa-mi bag pula!
Egalitatea-i invechita, talharia-i prost platita
Faci bani din cersit cum nu faci din munca cinstita
Te dedici pasiunii, moartea te face celebru,
"Banii n-aduc fericirea", mori sarac - esti exemplu!
Zeci de ani de cand se tot repeta show-ul
Statu' te-nvata ca totu-i bine cand te obisnuiesti cu raul
Toti sunt buni la toate, toti stiu tot iar viata-i ca-n filme
Doar ca nimeni nu stie mai bine ca tine ce-i bine pentru tine!
Zici ca "asa a fost sa fie", un moment de magie si-ai taxa pe smecherie, impozit pe saracie
Se fura frumos, cu mainile la spate!
E un prezent ciudat, aici traieste cine poate!

Muzica e vocea strazii pentru fani
Cartieru' duce greu', e mereu in prim-plan
Din copii cuminti a facut golani
Din povesti de viata a stiut sa scoata bani!
Muzica e vocea strazii pentru fani
Cartieru' duce greu', e mereu in prim-plan
Din copii cuminti a facut golani
Din povesti de viata a stiut sa scoata bani!

Vin dintr-un mediu toxic cu elite parasite
Unde aerul curat e respirat de partide
Cica fii atent ce spui, sa nu cumva sa superi lumea
Da' tu cum o zici frumos cand iti vine "sa-ti bagi pula"?
Societatea-ti da directia si mersu'
Cand nu mai crezi in tine incepi sa crezi "Crezul"
Cauti sensu', dai din colt in colt sa tii de felie
O greseala recunoscuta e jumate puscarie!
Sa-ti arzi fratii, frate, nu e de respectat
Iar faptul ca respiri e un dar nemeritat!
Trecem peste toate, poate maine-i mai usor
In prezent ne bagam pula cu gandul la viitor!
Asta-i treaba, am crescut, noi lasam trecutu-n spate
Daca din greseli inveti - trebuia sa le stiu pe toate!
Model pentru unii, pentru altii derbedeu
Fugi dupa bani ca prietenii cand dai de greu!

Muzica e vocea strazii pentru fani
Cartieru' duce greu', e mereu in prim-plan
Din copii cuminti a facut golani
Din povesti de viata a stiut sa scoata bani!
Muzica e vocea strazii pentru fani
Cartieru' duce greu', e mereu in prim-plan
Din copii cuminti a facut golani
Din povesti de viata a stiut sa scoata bani!

Cartieru's Struggle

You can't be happy if you don't follow your path,
It was written for you, dictated by your hunger's wrath.
You want heaven at any cost - the entrance is dear! Fly to work,
Save your money, enough for a "God help you" smirk.
In rap, everything moves slow, promotion with the first,
Slowly, slowly, word of mouth, like a thirst.
I should have become a priest, I almost regret it now,
How beautifully I would bow, fuck it anyhow!
Equality is outdated, robbery poorly paid,
You make money from begging like you don't from honest trade.
You dedicate yourself to passion, death makes you renowned,
"Money doesn't bring happiness", you die poor - an example profound!
The show's been repeating for decades,
The state teaches you that everything's fine when you get used to the bad.
Everyone's good at everything, everyone knows everything, and life's like a movie,
But no one knows better than you what's good for you, truly!
You say "it was meant to be", a moment of magic, and you'd tax deceit, a poverty levy.
They steal beautifully, hands behind their backs!
It's a strange present, here only the strong survive the attacks!

Music is the voice of the streets for the fans,
Cartieru's struggling, always in the forefront plans.
From well-behaved kids, it made thugs,
From life stories, it knew how to make big bucks!
Music is the voice of the streets for the fans,
Cartieru's struggling, always in the forefront plans.
From well-behaved kids, it made thugs,
From life stories, it knew how to make big bucks!

I come from a toxic environment with abandoned elites,
Where the fresh air is breathed by political feats.
They say be careful what you say, don't upset the crowd,
But how do you say it nicely when you want to shout out loud?
Society gives you direction and pace,
When you stop believing in yourself, you start believing in "The Creed's" embrace.
You search for meaning, you hustle to hold onto your slice,
A confessed mistake is half a prison sentence, that's the price!
To burn your brothers, man, that's not respectable,
And the fact that you breathe is a gift, quite delectable!
We overcome everything, maybe tomorrow will be easier,
For now, we say "fuck it" with thoughts of the future, clearer!
That's the deal, we grew up, we leave the past behind,
If you learn from mistakes - I should have known them all, to my mind!
A role model for some, a hooligan for others,
Chase money like friends when you're in trouble with your brothers!

Music is the voice of the streets for the fans,
Cartieru's struggling, always in the forefront plans.
From well-behaved kids, it made thugs,
From life stories, it knew how to make big bucks!
Music is the voice of the streets for the fans,
Cartieru's struggling, always in the forefront plans.
From well-behaved kids, it made thugs,
From life stories, it knew how to make big bucks!