Текст и перевод песни Jan Werich - Strejček Hlad

Strejček Hlad

Bez hlavy a bez paty
Svět je jako pustá ulice,
Ještě k tomu včera, pane,
Vylili mi péra z bytu,
Motám se tu jako jepice.
Po cihelnách spím, ze smetí jím
A popelím se jako slepice.

Bez bytu a bez šatů,
Jdou za mnou jen stopy zavátý,
Po všechny ty roky, pane,
Dupou za mnou kroky, pane,
A šlapou mi přímo na paty.
Když se ohlídnu,
Zase vidím jen za sebou jen stopy zavátý.

Kdo to tu dupe,
Kdo to tu chodí,
Kdo mě to nenechá spát?
Ať jde svou cestou,
Ať mě nebudí,
Za mnou chodí strejček Hlad.

Bez hlavy a bez paty,
Mám život jak zmoklá slepice,
Kdo ví, kolik roků, pane,
Třeba jen pár kroků,
Třeba zhasnu někde jako jepice.
Je to zatraceně jednotvárná,
Zatraceně dlouhá ulice

Uncle Hunger

Headless and without feet,
The world is like a deserted street,
And just yesterday, my dear,
My bed was stripped of feathers,
I flutter about like a frightened chicken.
In brick kilns I sleep, from garbage I eat
And I sprinkle myself with ashes like a hen.

Without a home or clothes,
I leave only footprints behind me, snowed over,
For all these years, my dear,
Steps have echoed after me, my dear,
And they've been right behind me.
When I look back,
I see only footprints left behind me, covered in snow.

Who is stamping there,
Who is walking there,
Who won't let me sleep?
May he go his own way,
May he not rouse me,
It's Uncle Hunger following me.

Headless and without feet,
My life has become like a drenched chicken,
Who knows how many more years, my dear,
Perhaps only a few more steps,
Perhaps I'll extinguish like a hen.
It's a damned monotonous life,
A damned long street.