Translation of the song lyrics Manifestari cronice - Cheloo

Manifestari cronice (original)

Calare pe drig transmit ritmic
E momentul critic literar
Lovesc la cap ca bata-n neolitic
Toti alearga din sens opus
Fara puls pe un drum impus
Care nu duce sus
E un?
ce trebuie spus
Tre' sa te prinzi daca nu esti mintal redus
Iau totu-n ras plus
E ca la circ, unii incearca sa-si refaca viata pe mIRC
Mentionez nu sunt legat atat de acest pamant
Ca dragostea eterna dintre musca si ingrasamant
Identitatea mea nationala egala cu drepturile civile din viata reala
Am o viata normala
Cu sanse mari sa ajung la batranete in p*** goala
Stau in studio ca-n buncar
Imping la limite limba romana uzuala
De mult prost vorbita
Decat sa cad mai bine cobor
Decat sa decad mai bine mor
Caci totul se rezuma la umor
Imitand popoare inferioare
Nu devii superior
Vrei un profesor sau
Vrei un dresor
Gustul banilor e dulce
Te seduce dar se duce
Cand ultimul leu e luat de vant revii violent pe pamant
Necunoscand decat placerea de-a fuma
Sau d-a pe gat
Ajungi sa fii urat de toti, tre' sa vrei mai mult
Fiecare zi e buna, dar se termina prost
Una pe fata, una pe dos da' stiu dar nu cunosc
Un om sensibil intr-o lume de rechini e inutil
Inceteaza, inceteaza sa mai fii copЇl
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Manifestari cronice (translation)

On horseback they transmit rhythmically
It's the critical literary moment
I hit my head like a Neolithic beater
They all run in the opposite direction
No pulse on an imposed road
Which does not lead up
And one?
what to say
You need to catch yourself if you are not mentally retarded
I take everything in stride plus
It's like the circus, some people are trying to rebuild their lives on mIRC
I mention I'm not so attached to this earth
Like the eternal love between fly and fertilizer
My national identity equals real-life civil rights
I have a normal life
With great chances to reach old age in the empty p ***
I'm in the studio like in a bunker
I push the usual Romanian language to the limit
Long spoken of
I'd rather go down than fall
I'd rather die than die
Because it all comes down to humor
Imitating inferior peoples
You do not become superior
Do you want a teacher or
You want a trainer
The taste of money is sweet
He seduces you but he goes
When the last lion is taken by the wind, you return violently to earth
Knowing only the pleasure of smoking
Or put it down your throat
You end up being ugly by everyone, you have to want more
Every day is good, but it ends badly
One on the face, one on the back but I know but I don't know
A sensitive man in a world of sharks is useless
Stop it, stop being a child
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