Текст и перевод песни R.A.C.L.A. - Camp de razboi

Camp de razboi

Asa am fost crescut sa lupt sa merit orice lucru am vrut
Oricat de sus tinteam o voce-mi spuneа. vezi c-ai putut
Cu fiecare treapta urcata pe o harta aproape stearsa
Intr-o casa cam retrasa, pe o strada frumoasa
Timpul curge-n aval, pe val din trei biblioteci
Lasand eroi murind la ceas desteptator cand te ridici sa pleci la scoala
Fraternizand cu julituri si pete de cerneala
Mingi de 35, note de 5, destinatie finala
Muzica mi-a dat peste cap orice alte planuri aveam
'95 taraba de la Fantani dadeam "Rap-sodia"
Pe un coniac la Dunarea inainte de Rap Attack

Plan evident sa las in urma, lent, arpegiul pian armonia
Solfegiul n-ajuta cand ai nevoie doar de glas bros
O voce mai da piept pe care atarna un mare lant gros
Cortegiul lasa-n spate trupe, DJi, emcees am zis "R. A. C. L. A. forever"
Da-ntre timp cam orice vers de pe sapte L. P. s s-a prescris aviz de non-reminder
Terenu asta minat ascunde multe morti in under
Sunt pasiuni si renuntari pe drumuri neincepute
Lasa-le-n urma du-te.

Au trecut ani, nu m-am uitat inapoi
De multe ori trecutul este ca un camp de razboi
Terenu asta minat ascunde multe morti in under

Au trecut ani, nu m-am uitat inapoi
De multe ori trecutul este ca un camp de razboi
Terenu asta minat ascunde multe morti in under

Era un timp cand orice tip in baggy mi-era frate

Si casete derulate se schimbau la Universitate
In scoli darapanate, baluri de boboci, cantare
Cativa domni lanseaza label-uri cu oneroase teluri
Clip dedus din redevente, Betacam-uri grele vremuri
Zeci de clauze-n contracte, daune, saune, abureala
Dar am tras la rime-n continuare, sclavi in cala fara nicio fala

Muzica inseamna sa cresti, sa fii continuu mai bun
Stagnarea e regres cand tot ce ai e timpul
E un proces evolutiv cаnd scoti al doilea-album
Dar ii dezamagesti pe cei care voiau sa ramai ca pe primul
In viata ai doua variante, sa-i multumesti pe toti iar asta stii ca nu se poate
Sau ai putea sa-ncerci sa te multumesti pe tine
Sa te opresti putin doar la final cand simti ca ce-ai facut e bine
In lupta asta interioara pe multi o sa-i ranesti si tot pe tine o sa te doara
Aceiasi oameni care la concerte au scandat
Numele tau intampinat cu degetul din mijloc ridicat
Erau ai tai candva si poate ca nu te-au uitat
Lumina lasa-n urma ce-i intunecat

Au trecut ani, nu m-am uitat inapoi
De multe ori trecutul este ca un camp de razboi
Terenu asta minat ascunde multe morti in under

Au trecut ani, nu m-am uitat inapoi
De multe ori trecutul este ca un camp de razboi
Terenu asta minat ascunde multe morti in under

Battlefield

That's how I was raised to fight, to deserve everything I ever wanted
No matter how high I aimed, a voice would tell me: you see you could
With each step up the ladder on a map almost erased
In a house set back, on a beautiful street
Time flows downstream, in waves from three libraries
Leaving heroes dying at the alarm clock when you get up to go to school
Fraternizing with bruises and ink stains
35-cent balls, 5-dollar bills, final destination
Music turned everything upside down for me
'95 at the Fantani stall, I was giving away "Rap-sodia"
On a cognac at the Dunarea before Rap Attack

An obvious plan to leave behind, slowly, an arpeggio, a piano, and harmony
Ear training lessons don't help when all you need is a microphone and audacity
A voice steps up to the plate, with a heavy chain around its neck
The procession leaves behind troops, DJs, emcees—I said "R. A. C. L. A. forever"
But in the meantime, every verse from seven L. P. s has been prescribed a non-reminder notice
This minefield hides many dead soldiers underground
Passions and renunciations along roads never taken
Leave them behind and move on.

Years passed, I didn't look back
Often, the past is like a battlefield
This minefield hides many dead soldiers underground

Years passed, I didn't look back
Often, the past is like a battlefield
This minefield hides many dead soldiers underground

There was a time when every guy in baggy clothes was my brother

And used cassettes were traded at the university
In rundown schools, first-year dances, singing
A few gentlemen launch labels with ambitious goals
Music videos made from royalties, Betacam, tough times
Dozens of clauses in contracts, damages, saunas, bullshit
But we kept rapping, slaves in the hold, without any pride

Music means growing, constantly getting better
Stagnation is regression when all you have is time
It's an evolutionary process when you release your second album
But you disappoint those who wanted you to stay the same as on your first
In life, you have two options: to please everyone, and you know that's not possible
Or you could try to please yourself
To just pause a little at the end when you feel that what you've done is good
In this internal battle, you will hurt many, and it will still hurt you
The same people who have chanted your name at concerts
Raised their middle finger when they saw you again
They were yours once, and maybe they haven't forgotten you
The light leaves behind what is dark

Years passed, I didn't look back
Often, the past is like a battlefield
This minefield hides many dead soldiers underground

Years passed, I didn't look back
Often, the past is like a battlefield
This minefield hides many dead soldiers underground