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Generacni

Šel průzračnou nocí a táhl z něj rum, tak pět křížků moudrosti měl,
někde se rozdat chtěl,
když opustil ves a poslední dům,
tak oheň v dálce uviděl,
a tam se rozdat šel.

Jste proradná banda bláznivejch lidí,
na který my se dřem,
člověk se za vás červená, stydí
a diví, co nosí den.

Tam uprostřed trampů byl i jeho kluk
a ten se pomalu zved':
táto, prosím tě, mlč,
když dostal facku, tak neřek' ani muk,
jen olíz' rozbitej ret:
táto, prosím tě, mlč.

Kdo z nás je proradná banda bláznivejch lidí
a kdo se na nás dře,
kdopak se za nás červená, stydí
a diví, co nosí den?

Šel průzračnou nocí a táhl z něj rum,
tak pět křížků moudrosti měl ...

Generational

He walked through the clear night, reeking of rum, with the wisdom of five hard-earned years,
looking for a place to share his woes, my dear,
when he left the village and the last house behind,
he saw a fire in the distance, a beckoning kind,
and there he went, his story to unwind.

"You're a treacherous bunch of crazy fools, you see,"
"working ourselves to the bone for the likes of thee,"
"blushing and ashamed of what you've become,"
"wondering what each new day will bring, my sweet plum."

There amidst the tramps was his own young son,
who slowly rose and said, his voice begun:
"Dad, please be quiet, don't cause a scene,"
A slap landed hard, but he didn't make a peep, I mean,
just licked his broken lip, a painful sheen:
"Dad, please be quiet, don't make a scene."

"Which of us is the treacherous, crazy crew?"
"And who is working so hard, tell me, who?"
"Who is blushing, ashamed, and feeling blue?"
"And wondering what the new day will do, my love, it's true."

He walked through the clear night, reeking of rum,
with the wisdom of five hard-earned years, ma'am ...