Текст и перевод песни CRBL - Liberoman

Liberoman

Vecina te saluta si te intreaba de viata.
Vecinul te pandeste sa-ti dea teapa.
Daca te mananca in cur te mananca puscaria.
Daca iti faci prieteni multi te mananca saracia.
Am fost atent la lectie, am fost atent la scoala.
Da' strada m-a invatat cum sa fac bani prima oara.
Mi-am dorit ... ca nu-i loc dupa blocuri.
Nu mi-am dorit hit sa ajung in topuri.
Mi-am dorit sa fac ce simt si daca ce-am ales place.
Nu opresc din drum pentru nimeni, n-ai ce-mi face.
Aici viata e o lupta, simt ca ma bat cu sora.
Sunt la podea, sunt numarat, joc, asta-i hora.
Speranta moare ultima, asa am invatat.
Nu dau inapoi chiar daca zodia e rac.

Liber sa spun ce ma doare.
Ideea ca am ajuns mare.
Bucuria de a fi acasa.
Exemplul ca o sa reusesti in viata.
Roman raman oriunde in lume.
Odeonul pentru rime.
Mandru de numele meu.
1 decembrie e si al tau.
Numele ce trebuie retinut:
LIBEROMAN.
Si de la inceput.

Tata-mi spunea familia pe primul loc.
NU pierde timpul la bloc scoate stiloul din toc.
Si fa-ti loc printre lupi, cautand o stana.
Lupta sa fii alfa, nu urla la luna.
Ucide pentru hrana dar nu mai mult.
Musca ciobanescul ce sare la gat.
Cauta-ti lupoaica, sa fie doar a ta.
Nu-i lasa pe vanatori sa-ti goleasca viata.
Nu fi lupul singuratic, fa parte din haita.
Stai in fata si invata in viata cum sa faci fata.
Lupul isi schimba parul dar naravul ba.
Dar tu sa fii mandru, am ajuns ca tine alfa.
A sosit momentul sa pun intrebarea.
Romania, vrei sa fii mandria mea?

Liber sa spun ce ma doare.
Ideea ca am ajuns mare.
Bucuria de a fi acasa.
Exemplul ca o sa reusesti in viata.
Roman raman oriunde in lume.
Odeonul pentru rime.
Mandru de numele meu.
1 decembrie e si al tau.
Numele ce trebuie retinut:
LIBEROMAN.
Si de la inceput.

Cereti voi ce-au vrut stramosii.
Jos din frunte puturosii.
Jos calicii, jos si hotii.
Jos edilii cu nepotii.
Jos ai tarii vanzatori.
Jos un loc de munca-n zori.
Jos in groapa criminalii.
Dupa gratii sarlatanii.
Jos curvarii, jos si prostii.
Jos nebunii, jos toti.
Jos acum laudarosii.
Cer si eu ce-au vrut stramosii.

My Free Man

Girl, she'll wave if she's curious about your life.
Boy, he'll stalk you for trouble.
If it itches you in your behind, prison will be unbearable.
If you make a lot of friends, poverty will consume.
I paid attention in class, I was attentive in school.
But the street taught me how to make money the first time.
I wished for ... there's no place behind apartment buildings.
I didn't wish for a song that would reach the top.
I wished to do what I feel and if what I chose pleases.
I stop on nobody's path, there's nothing you can do to change that.
Life is a battle here, I feel I'm wrestling with my sister.
I'm down, I'm counted, play, this is the dance.
Hope dies last, that's how I learned.
I won't back down, even if my star sign is cancer.

Free to say what hurts me,
The idea that I made it big.
The joy of being home.
The example that you'll succeed in life.
I remain Romanian wherever in the world.
The Odeon for rhymes.
I'm proud of my name.
December 1 is yours too.
The name that must be remembered:
MY FREE MAN.
And from the start.

My dad would say family comes first.
DON'T waste time on the block, take your pen out now.
And make your space among wolves, looking for sheep.
Fight to be the alpha, don't howl at the moon.
Kill for food, but not much more.
Bite the sheepdog that jumps at your throat.
Find your wolf, let her be only yours.
Don't let the hunters empty your life.
Don't be the lone wolf, be part of the pack.
Stand up and learn how to cope in life.
The wolf changes his fur but not his habits.
But you should be proud, I've become an alpha like you.
The moment has arrived to ask the question.
Romania, do you want to be my pride?

Free to say what hurts me,
The idea that I made it big.
The joy of being home.
The example that you'll succeed in life.
I remain Romanian wherever in the world.
The Odeon for rhymes.
I'm proud of my name.
December 1 is yours too.
The name that must be remembered:
MY FREE MAN.
And from the start.

Ask what your ancestors wanted.
Out with the lazy bums.
Out with the beggars and thieves.
Out with the mayors and their nephews.
Out with the ones who sold their homeland.
Out with a job at the break of dawn.
Out with criminals to their graves.
Out with charlatans behind bars.
Out with prostitutes and fools.
Out with madmen and everyone.
Out now, boasters.
I too ask what my ancestors wanted.