Translation of the song lyrics Cicatrici - Doc

Cicatrici (original)

Stau aici si numar cicatricile pe trup si pe dinauntru
Nici un motiv sa ma plang, dimpotriva-s mandru
Si o sa le port ca pe-o decoratie
Ca in general cele mai bune lectii nu ti le predau aliatii
De-a lungul vietii am luat si tepe recunosc
Dar prefer sa mor fraier decat sa mor prost
Ma intreb, cine-si cheltuie timpul mai cu folos?
Cine alearga prin ploaie sau cine asteapta la adapost?
Uite.
Semnele astea iti arata pe unde am fost
Craniu spart in noua’s’opt cand mi-am luat un mare box
Ca eram prea tare in gura
Lumea in jur ingrijorata ca as fi luat-o pe aratura
Satul sa ma imbrac in fiecare zi cu aceleasi rand te toale mereu
Scrisul de pe tricou, astia credeau ca e numele meu
Noaptea cu paralizie in somn, sa adorm era o lupta
Stand pe o canapea extensibila, rupta
Cu mainile pe piept, poate-s chiar mort deja
Dar in cazul asta ce rost are a mai ma proteja?
M-am riscat si am castigat
Dar si de-as fi pierdut gresit ar fi fost ca frica de esec
Sa ma fi tinut sa nu mai fac nimica
Si acum ma lupt cu asta fiindca-s numa' la jumate de drum
Mai am multe de invatat privind in spate
La ce putin stiam de fapt pe cand credeam ca le stiu pe toate
Nu m-au durut la timpul lor
Au trecut asa usor, dar m-au durut in viitor
Si inca… nu-s doar semnele pe corp
Sunt si cele de pe cord, fara ele nu sunt tot
Inca… Mutarea mea de sine sunt check in-uri
De aia zic mereu ca e bine, stiu ce inseamna sa te chinui
Si inca… lasa sa doara, asa creste
Cine nu traieste, nu povesteste
Am cicatrici…
Stai, ma, femeie jos, nu mai tipa te rog
Iar ma tripez prost si iar o iau din loc
Hai sa slefuiesc un ciot din cate au fost
Poate ma pricep, auzi, dar imi dai si mie un foc?
Ca si copil am cazut mult
Dar am intrevazut ca va fi bine, am avut vazul bun
La dracu, si acum lupt cu sine, tot nu ma supun
Viata mea e ca spalatul pe maini, nu pot fara sapun
Suflet in ce fac si asta ma consuma
De aia dau pe gicon jumate din cat faci tu pe luna
Plus ca ma ajuta sa uit ce zice aia batrana
Ca ea e in curand tarana, baiatul ei cui ii va ramane?
Fata.
stii, tu tot ce am impart cu tine
Si daca nu se imparte bine, partea mare iti revine tie
Cand intr-un Craciun am dat pe ghete o mie
Stii ca-s doar ranile saraciei in copilarie, mami
Ia-ma naibii in brate ca stii ca am nevoie
Rasfat ca Domnul Goe, ai grija de domnul poet
N-oi fi facut eu vreo Arca, dar altul ca mine n-o e
Doar tu stii ca nu e joaca si ca-mi vine bine boem
Timpul a inchis ranile le-a uns cu ceva vreme
M-a lasat cu cearcanele astea de le tot plimb in perne
Stiu, mi-ai luat o crema, nu m-am dat, dar nu de lene
Ci ca am alte cicatrici, esti cea mai buna dintre creme
Da-ma cu tine.
Nu m-au durut la timpul lor
Au trecut asa usor, dar m-au durut in viitor
Si inca… nu-s doar semnele pe corp
Sunt si cele de pe cord, fara ele nu sunt tot
Inca… Mutarea mea de sine sunt check in-uri
De aia zic mereu ca e bine, stiu ce inseamna sa te chinui
Si inca… lasa sa doara, asa creste
Cine nu traieste, nu povesteste
Am cicatrici…
Nu m-au durut la timpul lor
Au trecut asa usor, dar m-au durut in viitor
Si inca… nu-s doar semnele pe corp
Sunt si cele de pe cord, fara ele nu sunt tot
Inca… Mutarea mea de sine sunt check in-uri
De aia zic mereu ca e bine, stiu ce inseamna sa te chinui
Si inca… lasa sa doara, asa creste
Cine nu traieste, nu povesteste
Am cicatrici…

Cicatrici (translation)

I sit here and count the scars on my body and inside
No reason to cry, on the contrary, I am proud
And I will wear them as a decoration
As in general the best lessons are not taught by your allies
Throughout my life I have taken and I admit it
But I'd rather die sucker than die stupid
I wonder, who spends their time more usefully?
Who runs in the rain or who waits in the shelter?
Look.
These signs show you where I've been
Broken skull at nine eight when I bought a big box
That I was too hard in my mouth
The world around worried that I would have taken the plow
I'm tired of getting dressed in the same way every day
The writing on the T-shirt, they thought it was my name
At night with sleep paralysis, falling asleep was a struggle
I'm sitting on a broken sofa bed
With his hands on his chest, he might even be dead already
But in this case, what's the point of protecting me?
I took a risk and I won
But even if I had lost by mistake, it would have been like the fear of failure
To have kept me from doing anything
And now I'm struggling with it because it's only halfway there
I still have a lot to learn looking back
How little I actually knew when I thought I knew it all
They didn't hurt me at the time
They passed so easily, but they hurt me in the future
And yet... it's not just the marks on the body
There are also those from the heart, without them I am not everything
Also... My move by myself are check-ins
That's why I always say it's good, I know what it means to struggle
And yet... let it hurt, that's how it grows
He who does not live, does not tell
I have scars…
Wait, woman, down, stop yelling please
And I trip stupidly and take it from the spot again
Let me grind a stump from what they had
Maybe I know, you hear, but will you give me a fire too?
As a child I fell a lot
But I saw that it would be fine, I had the good vision
Hell, even now I'm fighting with myself, I still don't obey
My life is like washing my hands, I can't do without soap
I put my soul into what I do and that consumes me
That's why I give Gicon half of what you make per month
Plus it helps me to forget what that old lady says
As she is soon a peasant, who will her boy be left with?
Face.
you know, everything I share with you
And if it is not shared well, the big part goes to you
When one Christmas I put a thousand on my boots
You know it's just the wounds of childhood poverty, mom
Fuck me in your arms because you know I need it
Spoiled like Mr. Goe, take care of Mr. Poet
I would not have made an Ark, but another like me has not
Only you know that it's not a joke and that I like bohemian
Time closed the wounds, lubricated them for a while
He left me with these circles I keep walking around in the pillows
I know, you bought me a cream, I didn't give up, but not out of laziness
But as I have other scars, you are the best cream
Take me with you.
They didn't hurt me at the time
They passed so easily, but they hurt me in the future
And yet... it's not just the marks on the body
There are also those from the heart, without them I am not everything
Also... My move by myself are check-ins
That's why I always say it's good, I know what it means to struggle
And yet... let it hurt, that's how it grows
He who does not live, does not tell
I have scars…
They didn't hurt me at the time
They passed so easily, but they hurt me in the future
And yet... it's not just the marks on the body
There are also those from the heart, without them I am not everything
Also... My move by myself are check-ins
That's why I always say it's good, I know what it means to struggle
And yet... let it hurt, that's how it grows
He who does not live, does not tell
I have scars…