Текст и перевод песни Moja Rec - Hrdinovia

Hrdinovia

Je to tá plastová bedňa, plazmová telka
Decká s ovládačom v ruke ťahajú hrdinov z plejka,
ťahajú myšlienky z Brava, Popcornu a Star magazínu,
Médiá im vytvárajú krásnu galaxiu.
Mám hrdinov čo píšu knihu, hrdinov čo točia filmy,
MJ džampol vo vzduchu vyzeral ak keby tam visí.
Machoman, Randy Sawich, Razor Ramon
A sleduj teraz je mojim producentom Ramon.
Vychoval ma otec, mama, starký, starká
Sestra, teta, Hemingway, NBA, Bukovský a Gastanena
Pozeral som hore na ľudí ako Muhamad Ali,
Ak sa dobre pamätáte hrával s nami hustla Ali.
Teraz to majú decká trochu inak
Zaujíma ich gíč hocijaká pi*o*ina.
Nepoznajú Kinga, bratov Cohanovcov, Lyncha,
Nemám im to za zlé doba je trochu iná.
Zaradia sa stáva sa z nich konzument a divák,
Bez telky sa klepú ako polomŕtva ryba.
Robia to čo vidia majú nesprávne vzory,
Počúvajú je*n*tý rep a sú z toho chorý!...

Visia Ti nad posteľou, na posteroch vyliezajú denne z bedne
Dali Ti čo si chcel?
Poskytnú Ti úľavu ked Ti ju treba, povedia koho sa nebáť,
Ukážu Ti nový smer?
Ked hej tak nechaj ich
Ked nie tak je* na nich
Strhni svoj idol zo steny pokiaľ Ti nedal nič!
Nenechaj si zblbnúť hlavu, pozeraj do svojho vnútra sám vieš najlepšie čo je Ti treba, vieš kam ísť!

Vždy som obdivoval ľudí ktorí vyhrali svoj boj,
Ešte viac tých čo pri prehre nestratili dôstojnosť,
Pravý rváči ako Gándhí, Bob Marley, Lens Armstrong,
Ktorí zmenili svoj život v neustály beh s fakľou.
Je mi jedno či si v saku alebo si v teplákoch,
Jak ťa ľudia cenia zistíš aj tak lepšie bez prachou.
Moji hrdinovia robia káry točia albumy,
Tvoji možno iba drobia hašiš sporia na rumy.
Moji majú päste vo vzduchu, jak Zack de la Rocca
Bijú sa až do konca, až kým im smrtka nedá knock-out
Idú zo zadných uličiek do ringou ako Kimbo
Tak ako Ja neznášajú politikov, náckov, fízlou!
Smejú sa konvenciám ako Terry .?.?.?
Ja vidím svet jak Tim Burton, čo robí je vždycky fresh
Hank si išiel stále svoje aj ked bol na mizine
A taká je aj moja banda robíme čo cítime.
Tý ktorí sú pre mňa najviac stoja paradoxne blízko
Mám ich v albume, v mobile, trávim s nimi celý život
A celý čas dúfam, že im aspoň niečo vrátim trocha,
Nechápem jak sa čím dalej viacej mením na ich obraz
Decká je*ú politikov počúvajú repperov
A robia správne vedia na čom sú, tým volia menšie zlo.
Medzi tými ko*otmi je oveľa viac fejkerov
Je mi z toho zle že o nás rozhoduje parta kreténov...

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KOKO NAJS:
Pravý hrdina bol Ježiš Kristus,
či už to je pravdivý príbeh, či veľký mýtus.
Boží syn bol symbol toho kráľa, ktorý nemal hrad
človeka, ktorý vedel, že dávať je viac jak brať.
Tiež vedel, že nič na svete Ti neni viac jak brat
Všetci sme súčasť prírody a to je viac jak fakt!
Hrdinom sa človek nerodí, no stane sa ním
Svojím životom a svojou prácou, svojím zamestnaním
A nemusí byť génius ani veľký bojovník,
Stačí ked hrdo žije život trebárs ako poľovník,
Trebárs ako pomocník či dobrovoľný ochotník,
čo slúži ľudom okolo seba jak bod oporný.
A má čistú mysel aj srdce a pred sebou cieľ
A vôbec nemusí mať nobelovu cenu za mier.
Stačí ked rozdáva pokoj a radosť
A vidí svet taký aký je ...
A cení si ho taký aký je ...
Hrdina je pre mňa každý obyčajný človek,
čo zachová si zdravý rozum v tejto chorej dobe
A nosí úsmev na tváry a stále hlavu hore
A vždy verí že tie lepšie veci sú na obzore-.!/ HRDINA

Heroes

It's that plastic box, the plasma TV,
Kids with controllers in hand pull heroes from the Playstation,
They pull thoughts from Bravo, Popcorn, and Star magazine,
The media creates a beautiful galaxy for them.
I have heroes who write books, heroes who make movies,
MJ jumping in the air looked like he was hanging there.
Macho Man, Randy Savage, Razor Ramon
And watch now, my producer is Ramon.
I was raised by father, mother, grandpa, grandma,
Sister, aunt, Hemingway, NBA, Bukovsky and Gastanena
I looked up to people like Muhammad Ali,
If you remember well, Hustla Ali played with us.
Now kids have it a little differently,
They're interested in kitsch, any kind of bullshit.
They don't know King, the Cohen brothers, Lynch,
I don't blame them, times are a bit different.
They fall in line, becoming consumers and spectators,
Without TV they shake like half-dead fish.
They do what they see, they have the wrong role models,
They listen to fucking rap and it makes them sick!...

They hang above your bed, on posters they crawl out of the box daily,
Did they give you what you wanted?
Will they provide you relief when you need it, tell you who not to be afraid of,
Show you a new direction?
If so, then leave them be,
If not, then fuck them!
Tear your idol off the wall if they gave you nothing!
Don't let them mess with your head, look inside yourself, you know best what you need, you know where to go!

I've always admired people who won their fight,
Even more those who didn't lose their dignity in defeat,
True fighters like Gandhi, Bob Marley, Lance Armstrong,
Who turned their lives into a constant run with a torch.
I don't care if you're in a suit or sweatpants,
You'll find out how people value you better without money anyway.
My heroes make cars, record albums,
Yours maybe just crumble hash, save up for rum.
Mine have their fists in the air, like Zack de la Rocha
They fight to the end, until death knocks them out,
They go from the back alleys to the rings like Kimbo,
Just like me, they hate politicians, Nazis, cops!
They laugh at conventions like Terry .?.?.?
I see the world like Tim Burton, what he does is always fresh,
Hank always went his own way, even when he was broke,
And that's how my crew is, we do what we feel.
Those who mean the most to me paradoxically stand close,
I have them in my album, on my phone, I spend my whole life with them,
And I hope all the time that I give them at least a little back,
I don't understand how I'm becoming more and more like them,
Kids fuck politicians, listen to rappers,
And they do the right thing, they know what's up, they choose the lesser evil.
Among those assholes there are many more fakers,
It makes me sick that a bunch of morons decide about us...

Chorus: ...

KOKO NAJS:
The true hero was Jesus Christ,
Whether it's a true story or a great myth.
The Son of God was a symbol of the king who had no castle,
A man who knew that giving is more than taking.
He also knew that nothing in the world is more to you than a brother,
We are all part of nature and that's more than a fact!
A person is not born a hero, but becomes one,
Through their life and work, their occupation,
And they don't have to be a genius or a great warrior,
It's enough that they proudly live their life, even as a hunter,
Even as a helper or a volunteer,
Who serves the people around them as a point of support.
And has a clear mind and heart and a goal ahead,
And doesn't need a Nobel Peace Prize at all.
It's enough that they spread peace and joy,
And see the world as it is ...
And appreciate it as it is ...
A hero to me is every ordinary person,
Who keeps their sanity in these sick times,
And wears a smile on their face and always keeps their head up,
And always believes that better things are on the horizon-.!/ HERO