Текст и перевод песни Killa Fonic - Toti Sub Acelasi Cer

Toti Sub Acelasi Cer

A brr cadabra apar cu toata $atra
Semi sedat de la pastile ochii rasturnati ca moartea
Caleidoscopica mi-e vederea de la acide
Pufai elevat atat de mult plamanii ii fac stafide
Fiul rataceste prin desert si visul e ca apa
N-are nevoie de vreo biblie ca sa-si vada fata
Uit sa meditez in pula mea ma fura peisajul
Am atatea stari si nu mai stiu care-i mesajul
Stiu ca tripu' asta e un vis uitat in cimitirul mintii
Nici un regres de la droguri ca nu-mi pica dintii
Oamenii trag la salbaticie caci de acolo vin
N-ai cum sa-i convertesti complet nici de faci din apa vin
Violenta nu sta in adn sta in doctrina si ego bre
Problema e ca nu stim cand rana o sa se vindece
Si papa poarta scutece si dicteaza din scaun
Iar pe tine te-a impresionat ca nu mai poarta aur
Imbracat in oaie lupu' apare chipes c-are media
Harfa inca tine caci juma de tara crede in ea
Ametiste amulete si mandale pentru stare
Vise pe canapea dar tre sa fac o schimbare
Si fac iar balamuc si fac iar galagie
Balamuc in pula mea ne-am saturat de saracie
Balamuc in pula mea nu stem sclavii lor cioara
Balamuc la un loc toate rasele din tara
Stem toti sub acelasi cer toti sub acelasi cer
Instig copii sa nu mai alerge in cerc
Toti sub acelasi cer toti sub acelasi cer
Instig copii sa nu mai alerge in cerc

We Are All Under the Same Sky

Abracadabra I appear with the whole $atra
Semi-sedated from pills, my eyes turned back like death
My vision is kaleidoscopic from acid
I smoke so much weed that my lungs turn into raisins
The son wanders through the desert and the dream is like water
He doesn't need a Bible to see his face
I forget to meditate in my own skin, the scenery steals me away
I have so many states of mind and I don't know the message anymore
I know this trip is a dream forgotten in the graveyard of my mind
No drug regression because my teeth don't fall out
People are drawn to the wild because that's where they come from
You can't convert them completely, not even if you turn water into wine
Violence is not in our DNA, it's in our doctrine and our ego, bro
The problem is we don't know when the wound will heal
And the Pope wears diapers and dictates from his chair
And you're impressed that he doesn't wear gold anymore
Dressed in sheep's clothing, the wolf appears handsome, because he has the media
The harp still holds because half the country believes in it
Amethyst amulets and mandalas for my state of mind
I have dreams on the couch, but I need to make a change
And I make a mess again, and I make noise again
A mess in my skin, we're tired of poverty
A mess in my skin, we're not their slaves, crow
A mess together, all the races in the country
We are all under the same sky, all under the same sky
I instigate the children to stop running in circles
All under the same sky, all under the same sky
I instigate the children to stop running in circles