Текст и перевод песни F.Charm - Flori murdare

Flori murdare

Luna stinge lumina
Florile toate se-nchid, adoarme gradina
Si somnul ma ia pe val
Dulce ritual, sunt pe un catarg, in larg
In vis vad fratii de mana
Doar adevar in ochii lor, nicio minciuna
Si aici nu exista bani
Ochiu' necurat sa-i transforme in dusmani
Miros de ploaie pe alocuri
In loc de asfalt si praful dintre blocuri
In visu' asta, lumea rade
Doar intentii bune si inima-mi surade
Si nu vreau sa ma trezesc
Ca-n lumea-n care traiesc locul nu mi-l mai gasesc
Raul a prins radacini
Floarea mea se stinge intr-o gradina de spini
Gradina e plina de flori cu suflet murdar
Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par
Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par
Gradina e plina de flori cu suflet murdar
Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par
Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par
Si un inger ma aude
Ma mai lasa sa mai dorm pentru inca cinci minute
Sa vad o lume perfecta
Ce loveste cu dragoste in loc de baioneta
Nu mai vad oameni sub papuc
Sau camatari ce se falesc cu ce masina conduc
Aici nu-s zdrente pe tocuri
Si nu vad copii batrani cu siringa dupa blocuri
E mereu un rasarit si caldura de apus
Nu e niciun suflet rece si farame de obuz
Nu e niciun casino, d-aia nu-i nici amanet
Nu-i nici banca, nici bordel, lautari cu clarinet
Sunt doar flori nemuritoare
Nu-s cutite si topoare
M-am trezit intr-o lume condamnata
Astept sa vina noaptea, sa mai visez odata
Gradina e plina de flori cu suflet murdar
Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par
Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par
Gradina e plina de flori cu suflet murdar
Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par
Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par
Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par
Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par
Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par
Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par

Dirty Flowers

The moon extinguishes the light
All flowers close, the garden falls asleep
And drowsiness takes me away
Sweet ritual, I'm on a mast, at sea
In a dream I see my brothers hand in hand
Only truth in their eyes, no lies
And there's no money here
May an evil eye turn them into enemies
The smell of rain here and there
Instead of asphalt and dust between apartment buildings
In this dream, the world laughs
Only good intentions and my heart smiles
And I don't want to wake up
Because in the world I live in, I can't find my place anymore
Evil has taken root
My flower withers in a garden of thorns
The garden is full of flowers with dirty souls
Roses are not what they seem
Roses are not what they seem
The garden is full of flowers with dirty souls
Roses are not what they seem
Roses are not what they seem
And an angel hears me
He lets me sleep for another five minutes
To see a perfect world
That strikes with love instead of a bayonet
I no longer see people under the heel
Or loan sharks bragging about what kind of car they drive
There are no rags on heels here
And I don't see old children with a syringe near apartment buildings
There's always a sunrise and the warmth of a sunset
There is no cold soul and shell fragments
There is no casino, that's why there is no pawnshop
There is no bank, no brothel, musicians with a clarinet
There are only immortal flowers
There are no knives and axes
I woke up in a doomed world
I'm waiting for night to come, to dream again
The garden is full of flowers with dirty souls
Roses are not what they seem
Roses are not what they seem
The garden is full of flowers with dirty souls
Roses are not what they seem
Roses are not what they seem
Roses are not what they seem
Roses are not what they seem
Roses are not what they seem
Roses are not what they seem