Текст и перевод песни Paraziții - Felu' Meu De-A Fii

Felu' Meu De-A Fii

Il vad pe Ceausescu cum se transforma in Iliescu,
In Constantinescu, iar in Iliescu, apoi in
Basescu.
Terminatia escu in cap imi cade grea,
E tare iarba asta sau ce pula mea.
Te vad cu mana in buzunarul altora,
O sugi,
Apoi spart in cur cum plangi imbracat in dungi.
Cu jointu' in gura tremur, panicat,
Mi-e frica, de o fetita dulcica ce imi face o muie de ma strica.
Dau drumu la o bere la sticla sa fac o tura Si o dau din mana in mana cu colegii mei de bordura.
Vrem bani tai, femeia ta dar da-o in pula mea de sifonier
Mai bine da-ne ceva care poseda creier.
Daca-ti intru in casa neinvitat si ma prinzi in fapt,
Cauta-ma in mata, nu ma cauta sub pat.
Ma poti gasi in bar, beat critza, sau sorbind din priviri pustoaice
Prin gardu' de la gradinitza.
Plin de silintza, pe cele cu piercing in gura Le astept in colt de strada cu magneti-n pula.
Daca ma vezi puneti ultimele 3 dorintze, Poti sa treci in fatza mea in nefiintza ca eu sparg seminte.
Nu respect pe nimeni nu respect ce mi se impune sa stii,
E foarte simplu, e felul meu de a fi.
M-am nascut plictisit de atatia ani, recuperez,
Nu dau afara, cand beau prefer sa zic ca refulez.
Pe scena prestez, acasa iarba testez,
Nu-i nevoie sa demonstrez ca inca contez.
Imi bag pula prin metode traditionale
Pula In orice cantec de dor sau jale
'Stii ca toate-s nasoale
Dau fara efort cum storc popii bani de la babe,
Sa ma vezi fara sapca in biserica sunt sperante slabe.
Adorm la dentist cu freza in gura,
Morti ei de dantura,
Orice secunda a vietii mele e o aventura.
Ma gasesti dand la peste fara undita pe lac,
Sau in perfecta simbioza cu mata atarnata in hamac.
Nu bag heroina, dar daca vrei molfai un mac,
Si pot sa fac baie in bere cat futi tu un pui congelat.
Ma fac praf din extract de plante,
Sunt urmarit in vise mereu de aceleasi 4 scroafe gestante.
Sunt multi nebuni liberi si asta e un lucru bun,
Oricum si eu la randu meu tre' sa fiu un pic nebun.
Sunt un ciudat intr-un ciudat secol 21, Nori de fum si praf ma impiedica sa ii simt parfumu'.
Cand va arat la muie, nu intelegeti ca glumesc,
Poate fi, ce pula mea, un simplu gest prietenesc.
Daca tot n-am ce imi doresc nu imi doresc sa nu ma opresc,
Si ce detest, e cam ciudat, ma face sa
Zambesc...

My Boy's Gonna Be

I see Ceausescu morphing into Iliescu,
Into Constantinescu, and back to Iliescu, then into
Basescu.
This "escu" ending weighs heavy on my head,
Is this weed strong or what the fuck?
I see you with your hand in someone else's pocket,
Sucking it,
Then crying your ass off, dressed in stripes.
With a joint in my mouth, I tremble, panicked,
I'm scared, of a sweet little girl giving me a blowjob that'll ruin me.
I crack open a bottled beer to take a swig, and pass it around with my buddies from the curb.
We want your money, your woman, but fuck your wardrobe,
Better give us something with a brain.
If I enter your house uninvited and you catch me in the act,
Look for me in your mom, not under the bed.
You can find me at the bar, drunk as a skunk, or gazing at the wasteland
Through the kindergarten fence.
Silent, I wait for the ones with pierced tongues, with magnets in my dick, on the street corner.
If you see me, make your last 3 wishes, You can pass into oblivion before me, as I crack seeds.
I respect no one, I don't respect what I'm told to, you know,
It's very simple, it's my way of being.
I was born bored for so many years, I'm catching up,
I don't throw up, when I drink I prefer to say I'm venting.
I perform on stage, at home I test the weed,
No need to prove that I still matter.
I stick my dick in through traditional methods,
My dick in every song of longing and sorrow,
You know everything's shitty.
I give effortlessly like priests squeeze money from old ladies,
Seeing me without a cap in church is a slim chance.
I fall asleep at the dentist with a drill in my mouth,
Fuck their dentures,
Every second of my life is an adventure.
You'll find me fishing without a rod on the lake,
Or in perfect symbiosis with my mom hanging in the hammock.
I don't do heroin, but if you want, sniff a poppy,
And I can bathe in beer while you fuck a frozen chicken.
I get high on plant extract,
I'm always chased in my dreams by the same 4 pregnant sows.
There are many crazy people free and that's a good thing,
Anyway, I also have to be a little crazy.
I'm a weirdo in a weird 21st century, Clouds of smoke and dust keep me from smelling its perfume.
When I show you the finger, you don't understand that I'm joking,
It could be, what the fuck, a simple friendly gesture.
If I can't have what I want, I don't want to stop,
And what I hate, it's kind of weird, it makes me
Smile...