Текст и перевод песни Moja Rec - Čínska Pošta

Čínska Pošta

Vodka je studená, tvrdá a ostrá, ako striptérkin pohľad,
Ona ho týčením do mňa bodá a pitve mi vnútro,
Predvádza debilom Evino rúcho, kde zmizlo bejby to kúzlo, neni ho,
Vek ti ho zobral a je mi to ľúto.
Zoberiem posledné money a dám ich za tangá,
Kým ty na mňa hľadíš, jak mama, vytáčaš ma tým, jak zízaš a tváriš sa,
že vidíš malého chlapca. toto je posledný tanec, tento klub sa navždy zavrie,
Jeho vzduch je plný výčitiek, faciek a nárek je všade, jak parfém.
Bauser sa tvári vlažne, barmanka asi plače,
Neskúšam byť vtipný, lebo tým si spravím ďalší malér,
Prachy sú v hajzli, ja viem, nikto ťa nevezme do ďalšej práce.
Počkám tu na teba, pokým sa prezlečieš, fajčím v tme,
Tí wannabe snobi sú prázdni, jak cintorín, robia, že si od nich horšia,
Nikto z nich neserie hovno, čo vonia, aj tak si to myslia, to vidno v ich očiach.
To, čo o tebe hovoria, je iba čínska pošta, zmrdy, ozaj?
Drby, fámy, kecy, kto ťa pozná?!

Keby ťa tak všetci naraz mohli vidieť, ako ja,
Neni pravda, že si ľahká, nepýtaj sa na môj strach.
. Pery máš jak jahoda, chcem ti zajtra zavolať,
Nie si stará, nepýtaj sa na môj čas, naozaj.
Keby ťa tak všetci naraz mohli vidieť, ako ja,
Neni pravda, že si ľahká, nepýtaj sa na môj strach.
Pery máš jak jahoda, chcem ti zajtra zavolať,
Nie si stará, nepýtaj sa na môj čas, naozaj.

Whiskey je tvrdá, ostrá, tmavá, jak život barmanky vystrihnutej z noir filmov,
Týždeň padá za týždňom, jak domino, maskara zlietne z jej viečok,
Jak pár motýľov, keď nimi zaklipká, očí čierne, hlboké, jak jaskyňa.
Prvý panák, druhý panák, tretí panák, štvrtý, čas nám tečie pomedzi prsty na ceste k prašivej smrti.
Antidepresíva v krvi, s nami depresia štvrti, kde sa vzlyká, drtí, šňupe, šuká, škrtí,
Kde sú zmrdi drzí, spití, zvrhlí, ona ich strpí v kŕči,
Ticho vrčí, predstavuje si, ako im zakrúti krkmi,
Strčí do mojich rúk papier, počkaj ma, kým skončím,
Môžeme skočiť ku mne, tri bodky.
Moje lýtka sú v ohni.
Tam sa smejeme, plačeme, raz smutne, raz nadšene, skáčeme z priepasti spomienok,
Preháňame, klameme, kým zo seba zdriapeme veci, čo máme na sebe.
Milujeme sa, chápeme, je to nádherne šialené
, Rozbíjame sa o seba, jak vlny o skaly, mám tvoju vôňu navždy v sebe, nosím ju, jak talizman,
Vtrhla si jak razia do môjho vnútra, spálila oponu môjho ja,
Odkryla všetko, čo zakrýva.

Keby ťa tak všetci kráska mohli vidieť, ako ja,
Neni pravda, že si stará, nepýtaj sa na môj strach.
Obnažený na kosť, ak mi dáš číslo, zavolám,
Zabodla si mi do srdca nôž a to naozaj!
Keby ťa tak všetci kráska mohli vidieť, ako ja,
Neni pravda, že si stará, nepýtaj sa na môj strach.
Obnažený na kosť, ak mi dáš číslo, zavolám
, Zabodla si mi do srdca nôž a to naozaj!

Chinese Whispers

The vodka is cold, harsh, and sharp, like a stripper's gaze,
She stabs it into me with her erection and dissects my insides,
She shows off Eve's dress to the idiots, where did that baby magic go, it's gone,
Age took it away and I'm sorry.
I'll take the last of my money and give it for a thong,
While you look at me like a mother, you're pissing me off with the way you stare and act,
like you see a little boy. This is the last dance, this club will close forever,
Its air is full of reproaches, slaps, and wailing is everywhere, like perfume.
The bouncer looks lukewarm, the barmaid is probably crying,
I'm not trying to be funny, because that will just get me in more trouble,
The money's in the toilet, I know, no one will take you to another job.
I'll wait here for you while you change, I'm smoking in the dark,
These wannabe snobs are empty like a graveyard, they act like you're worse than them,
None of them shits anything that smells, they still think so, you can see it in their eyes.
What they say about you is just Chinese whispers, assholes, really?
Gossip, rumors, talk, who knows you?!

If only everyone could see you all at once, like I do,
It's not true that you're easy, don't ask about my fear.
Your lips are like strawberries, I want to call you tomorrow,
You're not old, don't ask about my time, really.
If only everyone could see you all at once, like I do,
It's not true that you're easy, don't ask about my fear.
Your lips are like strawberries, I want to call you tomorrow,
You're not old, don't ask about my time, really.

Whiskey is hard, sharp, dark, like the life of a barmaid cut out of noir movies,
Week after week falls like dominoes, mascara flies off her eyelids,
Like a pair of butterflies when she blinks them, eyes black, deep as a cave.
First shot, second shot, third shot, fourth, time flows through our fingers on the way to dusty death.
Antidepressants in the blood, with us the depression of the neighborhood where they sob, crush, sniff, fuck, strangle,
Where the bastards are brazen, drunk, depraved, she endures them in a spasm,
Quietly growls, imagines how she'll twist their necks,
Pushes a piece of paper into my hands, wait for me until I'm done,
We can jump over to my place, three dots.
My calves are on fire.
There we laugh, cry, sometimes sadly, sometimes enthusiastically, we jump from the precipice of memories,
We exaggerate, lie, while we tear off the things we have on ourselves.
We love each other, we understand, it's beautifully crazy
, We break against each other, like waves against rocks, I have your scent forever in me, I wear it like a talisman,
You burst like a raid into my insides, burned the curtain of my self,
Exposed everything that covers.

If only everyone, beauty, could see you like I do,
It's not true that you're old, don't ask about my fear.
Stripped to the bone, if you give me your number, I'll call,
You stabbed a knife into my heart, and that's for real!
If only everyone, beauty, could see you like I do,
It's not true that you're old, don't ask about my fear.
Stripped to the bone, if you give me your number, I'll call,
You stabbed a knife into my heart, and that's for real!