Translation of the song lyrics Dulce Românie - Afo, Doc

Dulce Românie (original)

Bratele nervoase
Arma de tarie
Fii tai traiasca
Dulce Romanie
De ce sa mint ca eu nu simt?
Nu sunt roman adevarat ca nu stiu imnul pe de rost
Sau nu sunt barbat
Eu m-am nascut aici defapt la Marea albastra
Pe 7 august, '82, intr-o zi frumoasa
Pe unde am umblat, pe unde am fost
Unde m-am dus, de unde m-am intors
Am spus la toti ca sunt roman recunosc
Si am fost luat de bun, si am fost luat de prost
Dar sunt pareri si contra
Acum ma doare-n pula de Basescu, x-ulescu sau de Ponta
Frate stii ca tot am ADN de dat
Si tupeul de roman, ce sa fac cu bomba
Am bunul simt dar tu nu-l simti
Ca ai pelicula pe ochi si in cap numai paraziti
Trag aer in plamani, ma rog pentru stapan
Ca ce e la romani, e ca la nebuni
Bratele nervoase
Arma de tarie
Fii tai traiasca
Dulce Romanie
Iti admir formele ridate in timp ce-ti strabat trupul
Eu, una din albinele dezbinate ce-au uitat stupul
Zeu intre zei sunt un zmeu intre zmei
Nu e usor sa te strecori dar iata-ma greu intre grei
Ca ai mei mi-au lasat hectare intregi din a ta carne
Mi-e lene ma-ntelegi sa trag cu ele ca nu-s arme
De-aia le-am vandut
O parte unui arab avut, o parte unui rus tacut
Apoi m-am pus pe baut si-am ras satisfacut!
Cea mai fina masina, zilnic o alta tipa sublima
Eram tipul ce-o plimba c-un timbru sub limba
A doua zi tot eu tipul ce-o schimba
Doamne fereste!
Cum sa nu fiu cel ce traieste fie ce clipa
Acum sunt un sclav supus si trag pentru rus
Caci era mea a apus exact cand eram atat de sus
Arabul si-a deschis cazino, acolo am dus ultima mie
Si asa te-am vandut pe nimic, Dulce Romanie!
Bratele nervoase
Arma de tarie
Fii tai traiasca
Dulce Romanie

Dulce Românie (translation)

Nervous arms
The weapon of strength
Your life
Sweet Romania
Why should I lie that I don't feel?
I'm not a true novelist because I don't know the anthem by heart
Or I'm not a man
I was actually born here at the Blue Sea
On August 7, '82, on a beautiful day
Where I went, where I was
Where I went, where I came back from
I told everyone I was Romanian, I admit
And I was taken for granted, and I was taken for a fool
But there are opinions and cons
Now my dick hurts from Basescu, x-ulescu or Ponta
Brother, you know I still have DNA to give
And the audacity of the novel, what to do with the bomb
I have common sense but you don't feel it
That you have the film on your eyes and in your head only parasites
I breathe in my lungs, I pray for the master
Like the Romans, it's like crazy
Nervous arms
The weapon of strength
Your life
Sweet Romania
I admire your wrinkled shapes as you traverse your body
Me, one of the bees that forgot the hive
God among gods is a kite among dragons
It's not easy to sneak in, but it's hard for me
Like mine, they left me whole acres of your meat
I'm lazy, you know, I shoot them because they're not weapons
That's why I sold them
Part of a wealthy Arab, part of a silent Russian
Then I got drunk and laughed contentedly!
The finest car, another sublime girl every day
I was the guy walking her with a stamp under her tongue
The next day I was the guy who changed it
God forbid!
How can I not be the one who lives at any moment
Now I am a submissive slave and shoot for the Russian
Because mine was gone just when I was so high
The Arab opened his casino, I took the last one there
And that's how I sold you for nothing, Sweet Romania!
Nervous arms
The weapon of strength
Your life
Sweet Romania