Текст и перевод песни Radikal Chef - 6:30

6:30

Je ráno 6: 30 už svitá,
No nikto z nás nespí,
Z Beefeateru je fľaša dopitá,
Je prázdna jak vesmír.

Povedz mi čo bude s nami a s našimi snami whoou,
Keď naše drogy sú ramená čo chvíľu nesú nám ten kríž,
Vraciame z citov,
Viac ako z piatkových drinkov,
Fajčíme to brko pomaly a pritom horí moc rýchlo.

Len jeden raz pri tebe, dotyky, ticho,
Západ a východ,
Len jeden raz v tebe a na tebe a potom v posteli cígo,
Poď sem a vdýchni mi život,
Z tvojich pier s dymom,
Som z tvojich pier mimo,
Chutia jak pepermint s ginom,
Poď sem a vdýchni mi život,
Sme čoraz viac ku smrti blízko,
Navždy sa pri tebe viním že nie som Nakamura Hiro.

Sama seba sa pýtaš, prečo si tu pri mne a prečo ja som pri tebe,
Pre pravdu sa skrývaš, tvoj chalan asi nevie že v posteli pijeme,
Na výčitky isteže príde deň, áno tu a teraz žijeme (prízemné),
Pocity jak na leane, so stresom so svetom so sebou prímerie.

Nemáme minulosť a nemáme budúcnosť,
čo si oni myslia je úplne jedno veď ľudia sú hlúpi moc,
Whoou, necítime pocity,
Netrápi nás to čo vás trápi lebo sme pocitmi dobití.

Nemáme minulosť a nemáme budúcnosť,
čo si oni myslia je úplne jedno veď ľudia sú hlúpi moc,
Whoou, necítime pocity,
Netrápi nás to čo vás trápi lebo sme pocitmi dobití.

Je ráno 6: 30 už svitá,
No nikto z nás nespí,
Z Beefeateru je fľaša dopitá,
Je prázdna jak vesmír.

Povedz mi čo bude s nami a s našimi snami whoou,
Keď naše drogy sú ramená čo chvíľu nesú nám ten kríž,
Neznášaš tých chlapov,
Chlapov čo plačú jak teplí,
čo sa ti vnucujú a chcú ťa len vlastniť jak nové Bentley.

Nie som zaľúbený debil
A preto mi veríš,
Pod očami kruhy sme tak trochu bledí, tak trochu bledí,
Nezáleží na tom čo stane sa dnes, čo zajtra ráno,
Dýchame nikotín z okna,
Vzduch je tak svieži,
Nezáleží na tom čo stane sa dnes a čo zajtra ráno,
Dýchame nikotín z okna, čas skurvene beží.

Fotím si ťa na IG nech zvečním tie chvíle - zakázaný príbeh,
Na sebe moje Pigalle, pod ním nemáš nič, nie pri mne si fresh,
Na tele zopár modrín, po tejto noci príjemne to bolí,
Pozeráš na mobil, vravíš musím odísť, tak odíď, tak dovi.

Nemáme minulosť a nemáme budúcnosť,
čo si oni myslia je úplne jedno veď ľudia sú hlúpi moc,
Whoou, necítime pocity,
Netrápi nas to čo vás trápi lebo sme pocitmi dobití.

Nemáme minulosť a nemáme budúcnosť,
čo si oni myslia je úplne jedno veď ľudia sú hlúpi moc,
Whoou, necítime pocity,
Netrápi nas to čo vás trápi lebo sme pocitmi dobití.

(Nemáme minulosť a nemáme budúcnosť,
čo si oni myslia je úplne jedno veď ľudia sú hlúpi moc,
Whoou, necítime pocity,
Netrápi nas to čo vás trápi lebo sme pocitmi dobití.)

Nemáme minulosť a nemáme budúcnosť,
čo si oni myslia je úplne jedno veď ľudia sú hlúpi moc,
Whoou, necítime pocity,
Netrápi nas to čo vás trápi lebo sme pocitmi dobití.

6:30

It’s 6:30 in the morning, the sun is already rising,
But neither of us is sleeping,
The Beefeater bottle is empty,
It’s as empty as space.

Tell me what will happen to us and our dreams, whoou,
When our drugs are the shoulders that carry our cross for a while,
We're returning from emotions,
More than from Friday drinks,
We smoke that joint slowly, and yet it burns so fast.

Just once with you, touches, silence,
Sunset and sunrise,
Just once in you and on you, and then a cigarette in bed,
Come here and breathe life into me,
From your lips with the smoke,
I'm out of my mind from your lips,
They taste like peppermint and gin,
Come here and breathe life into me,
We are getting closer to death,
I will always blame you for not being Nakamura Hiro.

You ask yourself why you are here with me and why I am with you,
You are hiding from the truth, your boyfriend probably doesn't know we drink in bed,
There will certainly come a day for regrets, yes here and now we are living (down to earth),
Feelings like on lean, a truce with stress with the world with myself.

We have no past and we have no future,
What they think doesn't matter at all, people are too stupid,
Whoou, we don't feel emotions,
We are not bothered by what bothers you because we are beaten by emotions.

We have no past and we have no future,
What they think doesn't matter at all, people are too stupid,
Whoou, we don't feel emotions,
We are not bothered by what bothers you because we are beaten by emotions.

It's 6:30 in the morning, the sun is already rising,
But neither of us is sleeping,
The Beefeater bottle is empty,
It’s as empty as space.

Tell me what will happen to us and our dreams, whoou,
When our drugs are the shoulders that carry our cross for a while,
You hate those guys,
Guys who cry like sissies,
Who impose themselves on you and just want to own you like a new Bentley.

I'm not a lovesick moron
And that's why you trust me,
Dark circles under our eyes, we're a little pale, a little pale,
It doesn't matter what happens today, what tomorrow morning,
We breathe nicotine from the window,
The air is so fresh,
It doesn't matter what happens today and what tomorrow morning,
We breathe nicotine from the window, time flies, damn it.

I'm taking pictures of you on IG so I can capture these moments - a forbidden story,
I'm wearing my Pigalle, you're not wearing anything underneath, you're not fresh with me,
A few bruises on your body, it hurts pleasantly after this night,
You look at your phone, you say I have to go, so go, so bye.

We have no past and we have no future,
What they think doesn't matter at all, people are too stupid,
Whoou, we don't feel emotions,
We are not bothered by what bothers you because we are beaten by emotions.

We have no past and we have no future,
What they think doesn't matter at all, people are too stupid,
Whoou, we don't feel emotions,
We are not bothered by what bothers you because we are beaten by emotions.

(We have no past and we have no future,
What they think doesn't matter at all, people are too stupid,
Whoou, we don't feel emotions,
We are not bothered by what bothers you because we are beaten by emotions.)

We have no past and we have no future,
What they think doesn't matter at all, people are too stupid,
Whoou, we don't feel emotions,
We are not bothered by what bothers you because we are beaten by emotions.