Текст и перевод песни Pavel Stratan - Seca

Seca

La club deseara, cum se termina discoteca,
Fetele pleaca, raman baietii, sa joace seca.
Sub scari la club incepe jocul,
Iar sponsorul general in seara asta-i polobocul.
Fiecare care are bani si nu vrea sa se culce
Are voie sa ramana, cine n-are bani se duce.
Toate usile se-nchid din toate partile
Banii se aud fosnind, se taie cartile.
Dar eu ma uit la bani si tac,
Mitel, dar banii de-amu-mi plac.
Si chiar de n-am atatia ani
Aici ii chestia numa-n bani.
Ai bani - e bine, joci cat vrei.
Pui bani, cu gandul bani sa iei
Da banu-i ochiul dracului.
Toti vor ca sa castige-n joc
Vor toti dar nu au toti noroc...
Te doare, dar iara scoti si pui.
Din mana-n mana imi plac cum banii se-nvartesc
De la Chiron se duc la Cota, de colo jos gramada cresc
Vazand cu ochii gramajoara creste mare, tot mai mare.
Oare cine o sa puna mana pe asa onoare?
Ma uit la Ghita, cum langa bani se da alaturi
Ganduri grele ii ascut dintii, ochii-i fug in laturi
El presimte cum de parca banii toti la dansul d-amu′s
Cred c-asa prezicere fixa nu avea nici Nostradamus...
Da eu ma uit la bani si tac
Mitel, dar banii toti imi plac
Si-as vrea, pe banii de la carti
Sa pot sa pun mana pe tati.
Cati bani tu n-ai avea, mai vrai
Dar cand ii pierzi, ii vrei macar pe-ai tai sa-i ai.
Degeaba la dansii tu te rogi.
Dar cand in buzunar la tine iar is multi
Tu iara-i vrei pe toti, dar de ai tai tu uiti.
Asta-i treaba, cu banii cand te joci!
Canistra-i goala, de-aicea nimeni nu pierde timpu
Fiecare punem cate-o rubla si tot e simplu
Cineva se duce dupa vin, iar altu vine
Tot ii bun, da tot mai bine ii cand, cand ii mai bine.
Arata unde ai mai facut vreodata-n viata
De la ora zece seara pan' la... pan′ dimineata
Atatia bani cat cineva ar trebui sa scoata sfecla
Un an de zile? Asa-i c-aici numai, numai la seca?
Se mai intampla si cateodata cand pierzi
Tu scuturi buzunarele si-ti tremura mainile cand vezi
Si banii tai lucrati de-un an cum pleaca, dar tu ramai pe ace
Si vrei sa faci ceva, da' ce sa faci? Nu ai ce face.
Pe unde numa' n-am jucat seca, si-n pod la baie,
In toaleta scolii tot, si afara-n ploaie,
Pe scari la primarie, in casa la Balaban si-n beci la Fon
La statia de autobuz si chiar la Farlea in sopron.
Imi place seca si-ntotdeauna am sa joc
Si chiar de nu se-ntampla intotdeauna sa am noroc
Imi place-azartu care-n atmosfera jocului se face
Imi place jocul care-l joc tot cu baieti care le place.
Vor trece anii cum au trecut si pan-amu
Da′ eu s o suta de procente ca nimeni n-ar sa zica nu
Daca diseara ne-ntalnim la club si iarasi scoatem banii
Taiem cartile, le dam si ne intoarcem iar in anii
Unde eu ma uit la bani si tac
Mitel, dar planuri mari imi fac
Si chiar de nu-mi ajunge-n carti
Un tuz, oricum i-astept pe tati.
Hai toti, cu totii la Niscani,
Unde seca-i fabrica de bani
Dar viata si noaptea merge-n toi.
Unde toti joaca seca si cinstesc,
Unde toti banii se ingramadesc,
Unde sfara ne da sperante noi.
Hai toti, cu totii la Niscani
Unde seca-i fabrica de bani
Da′ vinul se da usor pe gat
Unde toti joaca seca si cinstesc,
Unde toti banii se ingramadesc,
Unde sfara ne da sperante noi
Cat banii is in banca.

Seca (Dry)

At the club, I wish, as the disco ends,
The girls leave, the guys stay, to play seca.
Under the club stairs, the game begins,
And the general sponsor tonight is the bottle.
Anyone who has money and doesn't want to sleep
Is allowed to stay, whoever has no money leaves.
All the doors close from all sides,
The money rustles, the cards are cut.
But I look at the money and keep quiet,
Damn, I like the money now.
And even if I'm not that old,
Here the whole thing is about money.
You have money - it's good, you play as much as you want.
You put money down, hoping to take money.
But money is the devil's eye.
Everyone wants to win in the game,
Everyone wants, but not everyone is lucky...
It hurts, but again you take out and put down.
From hand to hand, I like how the money spins,
From Chiron to Cota, down there the pile grows.
Seeing with my eyes, the pile grows big, bigger and bigger.
I wonder who will get their hands on such an honor?
I look at Ghita, how he's hanging around the money,
Heavy thoughts sharpen his teeth, his eyes dart around.
He feels like all the money is his now,
I think not even Nostradamus had such a fixed prediction...
But I look at the money and keep quiet,
Damn, I like all the money,
And I would like, with the money from the cards,
To be able to get my hands on daddy.
No matter how much money you have, it's true,
But when you lose it, you want to have at least your own.
It's useless to pray to them.
But when you have a lot in your pocket again,
You want them all again, but you forget about your own.
That's the thing, when you play with money!
The canister is empty, nobody wastes time here,
We each put in a ruble and it's all simple,
Someone goes for wine, another comes,
It's all good, but it's even better when, when it's better.
Show me where you've ever done it in your life,
From ten in the evening until... until morning,
So much money that someone would have to pull beets
For a year? Isn't it only here, only at seca?
It also happens sometimes when you lose,
You shake your pockets and your hands tremble when you see,
And your money earned for a year goes away, but you stay on the aces,
And you want to do something, but what to do? You have nothing to do.
Wherever I haven't played seca, and in the attic at the bathhouse,
In the school toilet, too, and outside in the rain,
On the stairs at the town hall, in Balaban's house and in Fon's basement,
At the bus stop and even in Farlea's shed.
I like seca and I will always play,
And even if I don't always get lucky,
I like the excitement that happens in the atmosphere of the game,
I like the game that I play with guys who like it.
The years will pass as they have passed until now,
But I'm a hundred percent sure that no one would say no,
If we meet at the club tonight and take out the money again,
Cut the cards, deal them, and go back to the years
Where I look at the money and keep quiet,
Damn, I make big plans,
And even if I don't have enough in the cards,
An ace, I'll wait for daddy anyway.
Come on, everyone, to Niscani,
Where seca is a money factory,
But life and night go on in full swing.
Where everyone plays seca and toasts,
Where all the money piles up,
Where the end gives us new hope.
Come on, everyone, to Niscani,
Where seca is a money factory,
The wine goes down easy,
Where everyone plays seca and toasts,
Where all the money piles up,
Where the end gives us new hope
As long as the money is in the bank.