Текст и перевод песни Boy Wonder - Je to len trava

Je to len trava

Raz som mal jeden malý problem, ked′ som palil až moc,
Ked' došli papírky, tak že do čeho ubalim cross,
Nikdy to nebola potreba mať to každy deň,
šak každy deň sa nájde priležitosť litať si v tem.
Stále je to každy deň, stale neni po tem,
Oči su vác bíle, no svet je stale taky isty kretén,
Tak mi nehovor, že ten kdo páli weed je štofer
Nikdy som kvoli Ganji nevyzeral jak Curt Cobain.(ou)
Nikdy som kvoli nej neokradol mamu a mama ti též poví že mi nezmenila povahu,
Už 10 rokov fajčím tuto púpavu, a nikdy mi neodštartovala narokmansku dráhu, ja
Som zvyknutý si dobre zadymiť hlavu,
Ale nenavyknutý, to je rozdiel, tak neunavuj.
Rečmi, že fajčením idzem proti právu aj tak sa dymí, paragraf má vždy postavu deravú.

Je to len tráva, aj to sa občas stáva, že hneď z rána si pacnem páva.
Je to len tráva. Každý sa s ňu rád hráva, od prezidenta až po smecára.
Je to len tráva, kludne sa se mnu hádaj, ja si dám šluk a ty mi zec kára.
Je to len tráva. To najlepšia zábava, Ganja, Shit, Weed, Marihuana.

Cícim radosť aj bolest, a presne tak isto to citim keď si jointika tresnem.
Neni som bez citu, žena určite tež, ne ja som neni prasa, vím ju pohladkať nežne.
Nezanedbávam svoje potreby bežne, umývam sa, spávam též, zarábam keš (néé?)
Neni som kokot, uvedomujem si že sme ludia,
šak všetci ludia sú si rovný kéž že
Neni mi z teho, jak keď sa najebem zle
A nemám halucinacie, nevidim veci pestre.
A keď nahodu obsah flašky vodky klesne, mam piči, nevyhladavám suboje pästné.
Nesmejem sa potom na ničem, ani ve sne, neni som lesný muž, buzerant už vobec ne.
Pytaš sa na čo potom palim ten grass ne, nepytaj sa, fajči, lebo to nekdo iny vezme.

REF.

Tak Johny Burger kokot ukaž kde maš travu,
Nenehaj ma čakať, hodfz gramy na váhu.
Chcem si to ubaliť to bluntu, byť jak výmel,
V klud′e sa odpaliť nech nevidí ma fízel.

Studena je cesta, po ktorej chodzim,
Studeny su ludia, nevim kolko je hodzin,
Nepytam sa, nikdo mi neodpoví.
Nepozrú sa rovno, lebo som pre nich zlosyn.
Ganja je už dávno pojem tuctový,
Aj tvoj sused by o nej vedzel napisať slohy.
Kludne si na namesti zapaliť dovolim, a stále nekoho bolí, že si to rolím.
Vyberem šišku, kerá mi tak moc voní,
Nadrolim a zrolim, s ňú papír stovkový,
Ked' sa ti nepači, prosím ťa odíd',
Keď áno tak podíď, spoločne nám bude škodiť.

It's Just Grass

Once I had a little problem, when I smoked too much,
When the papers ran out, I wondered what to roll my cross in,
It was never a need to have it every day,
But every day there's a chance to fly in the darkness.
It's still every day, it's still not over,
My eyes are whiter, but the world is still the same old asshole,
So don't tell me that the one who smokes weed is a stoner,
I never looked like Kurt Cobain because of Ganja.(ou)
I never robbed my mom because of it, and mom will tell you too that it didn't change my character,
I've been smoking this dandelion for 10 years, and it never started my drug addiction path, I
I'm used to smoking my head well,
But not addicted, that's the difference, so don't bother me.
With the talk that I'm going against the law by smoking, it still smokes, the paragraph always has a leaky figure.

It's just grass, it also happens sometimes, that I hit a peacock right in the morning.
It's just grass. Everyone likes to play with it, from the president to the garbage man.
It's just grass, feel free to argue with me, I'll take a drag and you can show me your driver's license.
It's just grass. The best entertainment, Ganja, Shit, Weed, Marijuana.

I feel joy and pain, and I feel the same way when I hit a joint.
I'm not without feelings, a woman certainly is too, no, I'm not a pig, I know how to caress her gently.
I don't neglect my usual needs, I wash myself, I sleep too, I earn cash (no?)
I'm not an asshole, I realize that we are people,
But all people are equal, I wish that
I'm not like that, like when I get drunk badly
And I don't have hallucinations, I don't see colorful things.
And when the contents of a bottle of vodka happen to drop, I don't care, I don't seek fist fights.
I don't laugh at anything then, not even in my sleep, I'm not a wild man, and certainly not a faggot.
You ask why I smoke that grass then, don't ask, smoke, because someone else will take it.

CHORUS.

So Johny Burger asshole show me where you have the grass,
Don't keep me waiting, throw the grams on the scale.
I want to roll it into a blunt, be like an udder,
Blast off in peace so the cop doesn't see me.

The road I walk is cold,
The people are cold, I don't know what time it is,
I don't ask, no one will answer me.
They don't look straight because I'm a villain to them.
Ganja has long been a common concept,
Even your neighbor could write verses about it.
I'll calmly allow myself to light up in the square, and it still hurts someone that I'm rolling it.
I'll choose a bud that smells so good to me,
I'll grind and roll, a hundred-dollar bill with it,
If you don't like it, please leave,
If you do, come along, we'll do harm together.