Текст и перевод песни IMT Smile - Potkol sa o kameň

Potkol sa o kameň

Potkol sa o kamen, spadol do blata,
Lezi a nadava, cesta zasrata.
A v tom blate vidi, krasnych chrobakov,
Ciernych, zltych, modrych, lesklych ako kov.
Pajda, pajda, pajda... pa.
Dazdovky a kukly, ociam neveri,
Kolko je v tom hnusnom blate nadhery.
Je rad, ze sa potkol, zajtra spadne rad
Zas do toho blata, cervov obzerat.

Tripped Over a Stone

Tripped over a stone, fell into the mud,
Lying and cursing, the road is covered in crud.
And in that mud he sees, beautiful bugs,
Black, yellow, blue, shiny as slugs.
Hobbling, hobbling, hobbling... ha.
Earthworms and chrysalises, my eyes can't believe,
How much beauty in that nasty mud I perceive.
I'm glad I tripped, tomorrow I'll fall again
Into that mud, to watch the worms do their thing.