Текст и перевод песни Daniel Landa - Kysela

Kysela

Vzpomínáš si na ty plány, když ti zdarma někdo svobodu dal.
Psal se listopad sametovejch slov a nikdo náhodě nic nenechal.
V čele byly ideály jak to tak bejvá,
Na náměstí davy stály a v nich se skrejval i strach,
Kterej už tak dávno sídlil v dušičkách.

Možná, že jenom spíš, a pak se probudíš.
A těch pár let, to byl jen zlej sen.
Možná už procitáš, modřiny počítáš.
A jako pštros schováš tvář pod polštář.

Dávno ti do prachu spadly růžový brýle.
Pravda, láska a tak dál, šly stranou kvůli zlatý žíle.
Zbortily se ideály, to nám patří,
Dobře nás vychovali rudý bratři
A tak strach se zase usazuje v dušičkách.

Možná, že jenom spíš, a pak se probudíš.
A těch pár let, to byl jen zlej sen.
Možná už procitáš, modřiny počítáš.
A jako pštros schováš tvář pod polštář.

Question

Do you remember those plans, when someone gave you freedom for free?
It was November of velvety words, and nobody left anything to chance.
Ideals were at the forefront, as is often the case,
Crowds gathered in the squares, and fear hid among them,
The same fear that had long resided in their souls.

Perhaps you are only sleeping, and then you will awaken.
And those few years were just a bad dream.
Perhaps you are already waking up, counting your bruises.
And like an ostrich, you will hide your face under a pillow.

Your rose-colored glasses have long since fallen to dust.
Truth, love, and so on, were cast aside for the sake of gold.
Ideals have collapsed, that is our fault,
We were well-raised by our red brothers,
And so fear has once again settled in our souls.

Perhaps you are only sleeping, and then you will awaken.
And those few years were just a bad dream.
Perhaps you are already waking up, counting your bruises.
And like an ostrich, you will hide your face under a pillow.