Lyrics of Tovarasilor - Bitza, Raku, Dj Dox

Tovarasilor (original)

Spun acestea,
Sa te invat nu sa ma razbun,
Nu, nu e fi om,
Tocmai pentru ca are suflet bun,
Fiecare palma luata pe alta cai e data,
Fiecare palma data o iei de zece ori odata,
Venerand imaginea, n-am ceas ****,
Plimbarile cu masina si iesirile in oras,
Cei pe care ii ranim suntem chiar noi,
Cunosc multi *** ca tine
De cand erau tineri
Care nu au mai fost la fel dntr-o joi sau vineri,
De aceea zic ca ai grija
Ca raul facut se intoarce inapoi
Pe urmele tale ca un roi de bumerange,
In mare, prietenul e adevarat
Pentru ca ti-a fost alatrui cand nu ai avut nimic de dat
Pe cine ai langa tine acum,
Tu sa bagi de seama ca daca dispare maine
Ai sa vezi ce mult inseamna,
2x ***REFREN***
Multi prieteni, putine suflete,
Multe lacrimi putine zambete,
Sunt curios cate trebuie sa trag
Cand tovarasii sunt primii care iti dau in cap
Avem un corp si teoretic un suflet,
iti pare totul la inceput perfect,
E bine ca am lamurit teoria,
Ca deobicei mai greu cu practica,
Nu poti sa mai faci nimic fara sa te arda un amic,
Nu poti sa ai incredere in cineva fara sa te intrebi cat o sa pierzi din asta,
Toti iti sunt tovarasi, o auzi intr-una, s-au pisat pe tine cand au intalnito pe
vreuna,
Chiar daca o stie doar de o luna
Si o stea cu ea inca o luna impreuna,
Sclavul femeii e jumatate mort
Ca roata se intoarce fara prea mult efort,
Fara iubirea ei vesnica e rau,
Dar mai rau e ca e gol in jurul tau,
Primul prieten, ultiumul dusmanm
Toti gasesc un mod de a te folosi spontan,
De la an la an, tot mai multe pretentii
Toti sunt plini de bune intentii,
Nu pot sa inteleg, poti sa imi explici pana maine,
Cand ai impartit cu un frate un salam si un paine,
Cum e posibil ca acel cineva
Sa fie primul care iti tranteste in fata, usa
Invidie, ura, de multe ori prostie,
Astea-s coordonatele dintr-o tovarasie,
Stau si ma intreb plin de dezgust,
Daca nu vati vandut sufletul la diavol, ca in Faust
multi prieteni, putine suflete, multe lacrimi, putine zambete
sunt curios cate trebuie sa trag cand tovarasii sunt primii care iti dau in cap
2x ***REFREN***
Multi prieteni, putine suflete,
Multe lacrimi putine zambete,
Sunt curios cate trebuie sa trag
Cand tovarasii sunt primii care iti dau in cap
Sper sa va fie de folos, am facut cum am stiut eu mai bine, nu am fost sigur pe
2 cuvinte pe care nu le-am introdus, in locul lor am pus *** cine le stie e
liber sa ma corecteze :)
succes.
MihaЇ Albu

(translation)

They say,
Let me teach you not revenge,
No, it's not being human,
Precisely because he has a good soul,
Every slap taken in another way is given,
You take each slap ten times at a time,
Worshiping the image, I don't have a watch ****,
Car rides and outings in the city,
The ones we hurt are us,
I know many *** like you
Ever since they were young
Which weren't the same on a Thursday or Friday,
That's why I say be careful
That the evil done returns
Following in your footsteps like a swarm of boomerangs,
By and large, the friend is true
Because it was yours when you had nothing to give
Who are you next to now?
You realize that if he disappears tomorrow
You'll see how much it means,
2x *** CHORUS ***
Many friends, few souls,
Many tears, few smiles,
I'm curious how much I have to shoot
When comrades are the first to hit you in the head
We have a body and theoretically a soul,
everything seems perfect at first,
It's good that I clarified the theory,
As usual harder with practice,
You can't do anything without a friend burning you,
You can't trust someone without wondering how much you're going to lose.
They are all your comrades, you hear her in one, they pissed on you when they met
any
Even if he only knows her for a month
And he stayed with her for another month.
The woman's slave is half dead
As the wheel turns without too much effort,
Without her eternal love it's bad,
But worse, it's empty around you,
The first friend, the last enemy
Everyone finds a way to use you spontaneously,
From year to year, more and more pretensions
They are all full of good intentions,
I can't understand, you can explain to me until tomorrow,
When you shared a salami and a bread with a brother,
How is it possible that someone
Be the first to slam the door in front of you
Envy, hatred, often stupidity,
These are the coordinates of a companion,
I sit and wonder full of disgust,
If you have not sold your soul to the devil, as in Faust
many friends, few souls, many tears, few smiles
I'm curious how much I have to shoot when my comrades are the first to hit you in the head
2x *** CHORUS ***
Many friends, few souls,
Many tears, few smiles,
I'm curious how much I have to shoot
When comrades are the first to hit you in the head
I hope you find it useful, I did as I knew best, I was not sure
2 words that I did not enter, in their place I put *** who knows them
free to correct me :)
success.
MihaЇ Albu