Текст и перевод песни Buka - Pan Antonim

Pan Antonim

Postać jest fikcyjna,
Opowieść nie jest oparta na faktach,
Ale pan Antonim jest prawdziwy.

Pan Antonim to jest stary alkoholik,
Jego stary to hedonizm, a stara to popić.
Stara to popić, ale ma kaca od rana, odwraca cata ogonem,
2kc wrzuca do gara, to fatamorgana, bo wraca napierdolony potem.

Pan Antonim jest szalony trochę,
Bo czy jak staje na oknie grozi, że nie skoczy, to jest dobrze z gościem?
Po czym biegnie po gzymsie na oślep, tam
Po rynnie chce ostrzec, że jest samotny - strażak sam.

Robi wszystko za dwóch, szczególnie jego fiut,
W sumie chuj wie o czym myśleć, gdy bije do dup - uściślę,
Zna się na geometrii, oczywiście - matematyk,
Wie jak uskutecznić wszystkie - trójkąt prostopadły.

Liczę do 69ciu i masz przestać
Myśleć o seksie, w podejściu na jeźdźca
To bestia, bo jak zapieprza nie hamuje na ręcznym,
I czasem pali gumę, choć nie żuje - na przejściu dla pieszych.

Miałeś nie grzeszyć - wara, chodzi o prędkość buntu,
Dla niego kilometry to miara wchłoniętych trunków,
Co do stosunku... to masz go po tym tu jak w banku,
To on wyzwoli w nocy wszystkie kojoty z poranków!

Ulubiony film fabularny, gdy pije do speeda?!
Na szklanym ekranie "Titanic" i "Struś Pędziwiatr",
A jak skończy oglądanie w bani nagły chillout,
Ta, jego cały chill jest out - nie ma pana Antonima...

Mr. Anthony

The character is fictional,
The story is not based on facts,
But Mr. Anthony is real.

Mr. Anthony is an old alcoholic,
His old man is hedonism, and his old lady is booze.
His old lady is booze, but she has a hangover in the morning, she turns her tail around,
She throws 2kc into the pot, it's a mirage, because he comes back drunk afterwards.

Mr. Anthony is a bit crazy,
Because when he stands on the window and threatens not to jump, is that good with you?
Then he runs along the ledge blindly, there
He wants to warn that he is lonely down the drainpipe - a firefighter alone.

He does everything for two, especially his dick,
You don't really know what to think when he's beating up your ass - I'll make it clear,
He knows geometry, of course - a mathematician,
He knows how to carry out all - right triangles.

I'm counting to 69 and you have to stop
Thinking about sex, in the approach on the rider
He's a beast, because he doesn't brake with his handbrake when he's driving,
And sometimes he burns rubber, even though he doesn't chew - at the pedestrian crossing.

You were not supposed to sin - beware, it's about the speed of rebellion,
For him, kilometers are a measure of the number of drinks consumed,
As for the ratio... that's what you have in the bank,
He'll unleash all the coyotes from the mornings at night!

Favorite feature film when he drinks speed?!
On the glass screen "Titanic" and "Ostrich Road Runner",
And when he's finished watching, there's a sudden chillout in the tub,
Yeah, his whole chill is out - Mr. Anthony isn't there...