Текст и перевод песни La Familia feat. Alex Musat - Mama M-a Fãcut de Piatrã

Mama M-a Fãcut de Piatrã

Mama m-a facut de piatra"
La Familia nu-i o formatie, e o generatie
Un fel de-a fi, o declaratie
Cei care ne-au sustinut atata timp,
Fara ca noi sa scoatem pe piata niciun hit
M-ati uimit

Cei care imi strang mana acum pe strada
Si ma bat pe spate, spun: Fa-o inc-o data
Da-ne starea cand simteam ca orice inamic poate sa cada
Aici e Salajan, Balta Alba

Imi cer scuze, imi pare rau, ce sa zic
Am scos bani din muzica rap inca de mic
De-aia, probabil, unii sunt frustrati, deranjati
Ca, dupa atatia ani, ei sunt inca niste ratati

Nu-i nimic, inca multumim din plin
Tuturor bagabontilor care ne sustin
Venim sa facem treaba adevarata
N-o sa cedez, bai, ca mama m-a facut de piatra

Peste vant si ploi, gata de razboi
Niciodata nu dam inapoi
Vremuri vechi sau noi, pace sau razboi
Niciodata nu dam inapoi

Mama m-a facut de piatra, de piatra
Mama m-a facut de piatra, de piatra
Mama m-a facut de piatra, de piatra
Si peste muntele asta, stii, nimeni n-o sa treaca

Mama m-a facut de piatra, de piatra
Mama m-a facut de piatra, de piatra
Mama m-a facut de piatra, de piatra
Si peste muntele asta, stii, nimeni n-o sa treaca

Mama m-a facut de piatra, nu sa dau la sapa
De-aia ma descurc in orice situatie ciudata
Fraierii n-au ce sa faca
Doar ne privesc cu invidie de fiecare data

Boom, inca un album, inca iese fum
De prin microfoanele astea vad obstacole pe drum
Incepe sa-mi placa
Stii ca ma descurc, bai, ca mama m-a facut de piatra

Unii vad drogatii, dar eu vad situatii
Care ne-au facut sa fim ca fratii
Ce nu te doboara te face mai puternic
Mama m-a facut de piatra, da′ nu un nemernic

De-aia tragem tare, de parca am fi pistoane
Haiducii mei sunt pietre intre mormane de betoane
Povestile lor sunt romane, ti le spune ma-ta la culcare
Noi le traim in continuare

Peste vant si ploi, gata de razboi
Niciodata nu dam inapoi
Vremuri vechi sau noi, pace sau razboi
Niciodata nu dam inapoi

Mama m-a facut de piatra, de piatra
Mama m-a facut de piatra, de piatra
Mama m-a facut de piatra, de piatra
Si peste muntele asta, stii, nimeni n-o sa treaca

Mama m-a facut de piatra, de piatra
Mama m-a facut de piatra, de piatra
Mama m-a facut de piatra, de piatra
Si peste muntele asta, stii, nimeni n-o sa treaca

My Mother Made Me Out of Stone

My mother made me out of stone"
La Familia isn't a band, it's a generation
A way of life, a declaration
Those who have supported us for so long,
Without us releasing any hits
You amazed me

Those who shake my hand now in the street
And pat me on the back, say: Do it again
Give us the feeling when we felt that any enemy could fall
This is Salajan, Balta Alba

I apologize, I'm sorry, what can I say
I've made money from rap music since I was a kid
That's probably why some are frustrated, bothered
That, after so many years, they're still failures

No problem, we still thank you
All the vagabonds who support us
We came to do the real deal
I won't give in, my mother made me out of stone

Through wind and rain, ready for war
We never back down
Old or new times, peace or war
We never back down

My mother made me out of stone, out of stone
My mother made me out of stone, out of stone
My mother made me out of stone, out of stone
And over this mountain, you know, no one will pass

My mother made me out of stone, out of stone
My mother made me out of stone, out of stone
My mother made me out of stone, out of stone
And over this mountain, you know, no one will pass

My mother made me out of stone, not to dig
That's why I cope in any strange situation
Losers have nothing to do
They just watch us with envy every time

Boom, another album, still smoking
From these microphones I see obstacles on the way
I'm starting to like it
You know I can do it, my mother made me out of stone

Some see addicts, but I see situations
That made us like brothers
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
My mother made me out of stone, but not a good-for-nothing

That's why we work hard, like we were pistons
My outlaws are stones among piles of concrete
Their stories are novels, your mother tells them to you at bedtime
We keep living them

Through wind and rain, ready for war
We never back down
Old or new times, peace or war
We never back down

My mother made me out of stone, out of stone
My mother made me out of stone, out of stone
My mother made me out of stone, out of stone
And over this mountain, you know, no one will pass

My mother made me out of stone, out of stone
My mother made me out of stone, out of stone
My mother made me out of stone, out of stone
And over this mountain, you know, no one will pass