Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Catelus cu parul cret, artist - Cleopatra Stratan. Album song La varsta de 5 ani, in the genre Детская музыка со всего мира
Date of issue: 09.06.2010
Record label: Cat
Song language: Romanian
Catelus cu parul cret(original) |
Era o data un catelus frumos |
indragostit peste urechi, |
de o catelusa care nu credea in basme vechi |
De atata dragoste catelul avea versuri, |
ne mai vorbid ca ce vorbea, |
vorbea deja in versuri. |
Ca de atatea ori de unde aparea aveai senzatia ca dicteaza cand mergea la brat |
cu ea, |
iar cuvintele lui sa intelegi cat erau de grele trebuia pe acelasi cantat sa |
pui un cer cu stele |
Dar toate astea pentru dansa cantarea un pic ea visa la fericire dar nu primea |
nimic |
De unde sa stie ea ca fericita fii |
numai cautand doar pentru alti ea te va gasi. |
Si uite ca intr-o zi cretu ii spune creta: |
«de vrei sa ma cuceresti imi aduce rata |
te duci acolo pac-pac, ai deschis, gata rata, |
ai bagat-o in sac mi-o aduci si gata» |
Refren: |
Catelus cu parul cret |
Fura rata din cotet |
El se jura ca nu fura |
Dar l-am prins cu rata in gura |
Dar la moment acum faptele sunt mai marete Satula catelusa de vorbe ca de mere |
padurete |
Catelul increzut insine isi pregateste saltul stind ca daca nu incearca el, |
o sa incerce altu |
Pe alocuri focuri il incearca des dar trecand pe langa, |
in dreapta inima ii se bate, defapt in partea stanga |
Iubirea ii se pare dar totusi dulce el, |
uitand pentru o clipa cand s-o fi nascut si pentru ce. |
Cu cat mai multa noapte e cu atat mai multa luna |
E mare riscul dar si catelusa e buna-buna |
Sosind la locul cu pricina senzatia e strimptina |
Avand nevoie el de vreo mana |
Ca di cultura de grindina |
Numai ca din pacate socoteala cum se spune cu cea de acasa aia din targ nu se |
presupune |
De unde sa stie el ca rata o sa-i arate ce inseamna sa detii centura neagra la |
karate |
Refren: |
Catelus cu parul cret |
Ia bataie in cotet |
El se jura ca in viata |
Nu maïcalca pe la rata |
(translation) |
He was once a beautiful puppy |
in love over the ears, |
by a puppy who didn't believe in old fairy tales |
For so much love the puppy had lyrics, |
I'm still talking about what he's talking about, |
he was already speaking in verse. |
Like so many times where he came from, you had the feeling that he was dictating when he was walking on his arm |
with her, |
and to understand how heavy his words were, he had to sing them the same way |
you put a starry sky |
But all this for dancing singing a little she dreamed of happiness but did not receive |
nothing |
How does she know she's happy? |
only by looking for others will she find you. |
And behold, one day he says chalk to him: |
"If you want to conquer me, bring me the rate |
you go there pac-pac, you've opened, you're done, |
you put it in the bag, you bring it to me and you're done » |
Chorus: |
Curly-haired puppy |
He stole the duck from the cottage |
He swears he doesn't steal |
But I caught him with the duck in my mouth |
But at the moment the facts are bigger Satula puppy of words like apples |
wild |
The arrogant puppy himself prepares his jump, stating that if he does not try, |
will try another |
In some places fires often try it but passing by, |
on the right his heart beats, in fact on the left |
Love seems to him but still sweet, |
forgetting for a moment when she was born and why. |
The longer the night, the longer the moon |
It's a big risk, but the puppy is also good |
Arriving at the place in question, the sensation is strange |
He needed a hand |
As for hail culture |
Only, unfortunately, the account, as they say with the one at home at the fair, is not known |
assume |
How will he know that the duck will show him what it means to own a black belt at |
karate |
Chorus: |
Curly-haired puppy |
Take a beating in the cottage |
He swears he is alive |
Don't step on the duck |