Текст и перевод песни G&G Sindikatas - 1'as kraujaz

1'as kraujaz

As sielu vagis, as atrakinu visas uzrakintas duris,
Lauztuvas nepatiklus, as turiu raktus,
Man per seklus okeanu vanduo, per ankstas dangus...
Zmogus tokia labai juokinga, keista butybe,
Aukso trupinys á dantis ir pries tave asmenybe,
Jos akyse tuðcia, as valdau, tokius kaip jis, as vagiu jo dusià,
Uzpildau smegenis - neisvalysi, uzpildau sirdi - neisvalysi,
As tampu jo oda - nenusiprausi, as jo galva - nenusirausi,
Mano venomis teka skysta ugnis, dega,
Kovinemis torpedomis i taikini lekia, as tvarkau sirdies garso takà,
As zinau - prisuksiu raktu ir jinai plaka,
Kas tai, kaip manai, kas tu ar zinai?
As duodu tau laisva, tu pasauli matai kitaip,
Dabar jau mano akimis,
As esu jumyse kiekvienoje galvoje, nes...
Priedainis:
As ir tu vieno kraujo...
(Viens, du, trys tavo sielos vagis...)
Sindikatas, mano broliai, as nezinau kas gali buti geriau,
Kai tu stovi salia, zinai neparduos tave, mane,
Del savu jie viskà atiduos,
Galvoji, kad as be galo kietas esu, taip tu zinai -
As toks pats kaip ir tu,
Kai man buvo sesiolika kiseneje prezervatyvai, rankoj didelis butelis vyno,
Veliau prasidejo masinos, merginos, audringi vakareliai,
Kalbos apie zole, amfetaminà,
Dabar að gyvenu laisvai, man gerai, mano smegenys neuzgruzinti,
Mano maikas, mano ginklas, as kalbu ka noriu,
Zinai, kastetas simtà kartu kieciau nei tavo pistoletas,
As kalu tiesiai sikniam i ausis, kartosiu, nesustosiu, nes...
Priedainis.
As smelio pirklys, visu betoniniu juru giluminis ryklys,
As turiu dantis, kas isdris, kas sulaikys nuo atakos,
Jeigu tu - mano priesas, tu eini nx vinilu takeliu, cigareciu pakelio,
Piratiniu kompaktiniu disku virseliu,
Pigaus liaudies maisto hypermarketu maiðeliu, pripaisytu kioskeliu,
Alaus bokalu,
Nepatinka, gali pist po velniu, as i klynà kalu isgalàstu zodziu,
Zaloju, smeigiu tiesiai sikniam i ausi, ieskosi kaip duonos,
Rausies-gausi, mano zodziai skirti tokiem patiem kaip ir as,
Kas greiciau isties kojas te pasiduoda antràkart graffiti maker′iai,
MC, DJ'ai ir breaker′iai, mes nepavaldus kontrolei, nes...
Priedainis.
(Viens, du, trys tavo sielos vagis...)

1st Blood

I'm a soul thief, I unlock all the locked doors,
A crowbar for the distrustful, I have the keys,
The ocean's water is too shallow for me, the sky too low...
A human is such a funny, strange creature,
A crumb of gold in his teeth and he's a personality before you,
Emptiness in her eyes, I control them, those like him, I steal his soul,
I fill his brain - you won't clean it out, I fill his heart - you won't clean it out,
I become his skin - you won't wash it off, I become his head - you won't tear it off,
Liquid fire flows through my veins, it burns,
It flies like combat torpedoes towards the target, I manage the soundtrack of her heart,
I know - I'll turn the key and it will beat,
What is this, what do you think, who are you or do you know?
I give you freedom, you see the world differently,
Now through my eyes,
I am in each of your minds, because...
Chorus:
You and I are of one blood...
(One, two, three your soul thief...)
Sindikatas, my brothers, I don't know what could be better,
When you stand next to me, you know they won't sell you, me,
They will give everything for their own,
You think I'm endlessly tough, you know -
I'm just like you,
When I was sixteen, I had condoms in my pocket, a big bottle of wine in my hand,
Later came cars, girls, wild parties,
Talk about weed, amphetamine,
Now I live freely, I'm good, my brain is not overloaded,
My mic, my weapon, I say what I want,
You know, a brass knuckle is a hundred times harder than your gun,
I hammer straight into the ears, I will repeat, I will not stop, because...
Chorus.
I am a sand merchant, a deep-sea shark of all concrete seas,
I have teeth, who dares, who will stop the attack,
If you are my enemy, you walk the path of vinyl records, cigarette packs,
Pirate CD covers,
Cheap folk food hypermarket bags, graffiti-covered kiosks,
Beer mugs,
If you don't like it, you can go to hell, I hammer sharpened words into your crotch,
I hurt, I pierce straight into the ears, you search like bread,
Dig around and you'll get it, my words are for those just like me,
Who are the first to stretch out their legs, let the graffiti artists give up again,
MCs, DJs, and breakers, we are not subject to control, because...
Chorus.
(One, two, three your soul thief...)