Текст и перевод песни Killa Fonic feat. Irina Rimes - Baby Blues

Baby Blues

Mama am plecat sa ma fac om,
Tata ma jur ca n-o sa mai dorm
Strofa Killa Fonic:
Ma jur c-o sa ma fac om,
Si o sa halesc tot ca un somn,
Pe fata ca nu-s mason,
Si am frati surori nu bufoni,
Unii au ficatul din teflon
Pufaie si baga bourbon,
Unii isi duc viata la maxim,
Indiferent de vibe sau sezon,
Suna clise da stem toti la masa staif de patroni,
Cu femei frumoase ca muzica de satrabont,
Inflorim si de ne-ar da si cu acid in aghiasma,
Nu mai stau sa frec manganu′ m-am urcat iar pe masa!
Mama am plecat sa ma fac om,
Tata ma jur ca n-o sa mai dorm,
Sa nu se mai verse sangele sa se verse doar vinul,
Tot raul va trece ca apa tu vezi sa nu fii zidul
Strofa 2 Killa Fonic:
Tata nu a ajuns bine neah ehi!
Da' fisu′ face furori in Romania ehi
Face muzica face bani toaca toaca,
Face dragoste cu sunetul si publicul se imbata,
In timp ce astia fac razboi mama mama ehi,
De oameni n-au mila n-au mila,
Nici de copii n-au mila ehi, nici de copii n-au mila,
Tre sa fac cumva ca nu-mi convine,
De ce sa nu fim fericiti si bine,
De ce nu putem fi diferiti ehi!
De ce nu putem fi diferiti ehi!
Am un milion de frati si surori ehi!
Inseamna un milion minuni ale lumii ehi,
Am numa' onoare pentru mama mea,
Copilu-i universul nu-i doar o stea!

Baby Blues

Mother, I've left to become a man,
Father, I swear I'll never sleep again.
Verse Killa Fonic:
I swear I'll become a man,
And I'll devour everything like a deep sleep,
On my face, I'm not a mason,
And I have brothers, sisters, not buffoons,
Some have livers made of Teflon,
They smoke and drink bourbon,
Some live life to the fullest,
Regardless of the vibe or season,
Cliche it may sound, but we all align at the table like bosses,
With beautiful women like music from a sitar,
We blossom even if they pour acid in our holy water,
I'm not going to scrub floors anymore, I'm back on the table!
Mother, I've left to become a man,
Father, I swear I'll never sleep again,
May blood cease to flow and only wine be poured,
All evil will pass like water, see that you don't stand in its way.
Verse 2 Killa Fonic:
Dad didn't make it, oh no, hey!
But your son's making waves in Romania, hey.
Making music, making money, blowing it all,
Making love to the sound while the audience gets high,
While they wage war, mama, mama, hey,
They have no mercy on people, no mercy,
And no mercy on children, hey, no mercy on children,
I have to do something because I don't like it,
Why can't we be happy and good,
Why can't we be different, hey!
Why can't we be different, hey!
I have a million brothers and sisters, hey!
That means a million wonders of the world, hey,
I have nothing but honor for my mother,
A child is the universe, not just a star!