Lyrics of Pistalka - Buty

Pistalka (original)

Piskej si, piskej,
pistalko falesna.
Piskej si pisnicku,
ktera je akorat,
akorat falesna,
jako ty, pistalko.
Pistalko zbytecna
zbavena uspechu.
Uspechu velkeho
z polinka maleho.
Z maleho polinka
nekdo te vyrezal,
a pak te zahodil,
zes byla falesna.
Falesna pistalka,
pistalko nestastna.
A ted lezis u cesty, u cesty, u cesty
a nikdo te nezvedne, nezvedne, nezvedne,
jedine milovnik, milovnik, milovnik
k ustum te pozvedne
a rekne ti:
Piskej si, piskej,
pistalko ze dreva.
Ze dreva spatneho
do sveta velkeho.
Do sveta velkeho,
pistalko, nemuzes.
Piskej si tam, kde te
pratele pochopi.
Anebo tam, kde ti
psenice pokvete.
Psenice dozraje,
sedlak ji vymlati,
mlynar ji umele,
pekar ji upece,
kuchar ji nakraji,
cisnik ji roznese,
a tobe, pistalko,
nedaji nic.

(translation)

Whistle, whistle
fake whistle.
Write your notepad,
which is just
just fake
like you, pistil.
Pistalko useless
deprived of success.
Great success
from poline small.
From a small field
someone cut you out
and then he dumped you
you were fake.
fake whistle,
the whistle is not happy.
And now you are lying by the road, by the road, by the road
and no one will pick you up, pick you up, pick you up,
only lover, lover, lover
k ustum will lift you up
and he will say to you:
Whistle, whistle
a wooden whistle.
From the backwoods
to the big world.
To the big world
whistle, you can't.
Whistle where you are
friends will understand.
Or where you
the wheat will bloom.
Wheat ripens,
the farmer beats her up,
the miller makes it,
the baker will bake it,
the cook cuts her off,
the cisnik will spread it,
and to you, pistil
I don't give anything.