Текст и перевод песни Cleopatra Stratan - Melc-Melc

Melc-Melc

Melc melc codobelc
Scoate coarne bouresti
Si te du la balta
Si bea apa calda
Melc melc codobelc
Scoate coarne bouresti
Si te du la balta
Si bea apa
Si bea apa...
Raspunde unde tu de duci, ori daca poti
Scoate coarnele afara- hai nu fi hot
Vorbeste lumea cum ca ai cornite si le lauzi
Iar cand te rog sa mi le-arati tu te faci ca n-auzi.
Ori mai degraba astia-s ochii dar fara gene,
Ori daca tu ai chef, spune-ne tu nene
Ai fost la frizerie singurel sa ti le tunzi,
Dar cand te-ascunzi in casa, casa unde ti-o ascunzi?
Melc melc codobelc
Scoate coarne bouresti
Si te du la balta
Si bea apa calda
Melc melc codobelc
Scoate coarne bouresti
Si te du la balta
Si bea apa
Si bea apa...
Ce bine e sa ai propria cu cochilie,
Te scapa de impozit- nu platesti chirie,
De vrei iti parasesti balta, parasesti balta
Nimeni nu-ti zice o buchie daca te duci la alta
Tu nu visezi la hituri mari ori la sali pline
Pe-o parte dar pe alta parte poate e mai bine
De faci si tu o piesa si nu prea suna piesa
Du o injuratura
In schimb pana te papa presa
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Cum, am mai spus, eu nu repet, firesc
Chiar sunt prietena cu melcul- serios glumesc!
Si eu as vrea sa am o casa fara nici o fita
Sa-ncap in ea, disigur, numai eu cu Ghita!
Iar pentru asta sunt, inca mica, si mi-e frica
Sa nu vorbeasca lumea, ori cel putin sa zica
Dar ce-o mai fi sa zica, de mai conteaza parca
Oricum castica cei ce fac, ce altii doar incearca!
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Snail, Snail

Snail, snail, little snail,
Show your horns, you rascal,
And go to the pond,
And drink the warm water.
Snail, snail, little snail,
Show your horns, you rascal,
And go to the pond,
And drink the water,
And drink the water...
Answer where you're going, if you can,
Show your horns, come on, don't be a thief,
People are talking about you having horns and you boasting about them,
And when I ask you to show them, you act like you can't hear.
Or maybe these are eyes, but without eyelashes,
Or if you're in the mood, tell us, mister,
Did you go to the barber alone to have them cut,
But when you hide in the house, where do you hide it?
Snail, snail, little snail,
Show your horns, you rascal,
And go to the pond,
And drink the warm water.
Snail, snail, little snail,
Show your horns, you rascal,
And go to the pond,
And drink the water,
And drink the water...
How nice it is to have your own shell,
It saves you from taxes - you don't pay rent,
If you want, you leave your pond, you leave your pond,
No one says a word if you go to another.
You don't dream of big hits or full halls,
On the one hand, but on the other hand, maybe it's better,
If you make a song and the song doesn't sound good,
Throw in a swear word,
At least until the press eats you up.
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As I said, I don't repeat, naturally,
I'm really friends with the snail - seriously, I'm kidding!
I'd like to have a house without any frills,
To fit in it, of course, just me and Ghita!
And for that, I'm still small, and I'm afraid,
That people will talk, or at least say,
But what else will they say, as if it matters anymore,
Anyway, those who do earn, others just try!
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