Текст и перевод песни Cosmin 13 - Singura Religie

Singura Religie

Exista o singura credinta adevarata,
Un singur dumnezeu, il poti vedea pe bancnote
La un leu sau un milion,
Dumnezeu intervine doar daca suma-i mare batalion
Intre oameni, dumnezeu il poti vedea in conturi bancare
Prin neputiinta unor copii ce mor de foame
Il vezi pe dumnezeu intr-un plic
Cand iti dicteaza sansele la viata si la un mic proiect
O singura religie printre mase se raspandeste
Cand fratele-ti intoarce spatele si se gandeste
Cum sa scoata totul, de la avere la interes
Cand dumnezeu tace, inca un zerou s-a sters
Devine complex faptu' ca multe depind doar de el
Dumnezeu te lasa mort intr-un spital
Daca nu-l obtii si nu-l ierti
Si nu optezi pentru o structura in comert

O singura religie sarbatorita zilnic
Ora dupa ora, minut dupa minut
Inima imi bate incet in piept
Si incep sa reinteleg acest divin grotesc
Un dumnezeu care straluceste
Si picteaza teritorii de sange si reuseste sa
Creeze bariere cu bunele maniere
Printre straturi de pamant pe campiile pamantene
Religia adevarata are ziua de plata, are caini si stapani
Si chiar daca se poate desface totul
Iar apare dumnezeu
Cu chestiile sale de adevarat rateu
Adevarata credinta are un buget
Si difera de celelalte farse
De celelalte religii false
Dumnezeu are un pret si un capital
Dumnezeu e o putere in mana unui tiran canibal

The One True Religion

There is only one true faith,
One god, you can see him on banknotes,
One leu or one million,
God only intervenes if the amount is a large battalion.
Among men, God can be seen in bank accounts,
In the helplessness of children who die of hunger.
You see God in an envelope
When it dictates your chances at life and at a small project.
One religion spreads among the masses,
When your brother turns his back and thinks
How to take everything, from wealth to interest.
When God is silent, another zero has been erased.
It becomes complex, the fact that so much depends on him alone.
God leaves you dead in a hospital,
If you don't get it and forgive it
And don't opt for a structure in commerce.

One religion celebrated daily,
Hour after hour, minute after minute.
My heart beats slowly in my chest
And I begin to understand this grotesque divine.
A god who shines
And paints territories of blood and manages to
Create barriers with good manners
Among layers of earth on the earthly plains
The true religion has payday, it has dogs and masters,
And even if everything can be undone,
God reappears,
With his true failure.
True faith has a budget
And differs from other farces,
From other false religions.
God has a price and a capital.
God is a power in the hands of a cannibal tyrant.