Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Flori murdare , by - F.Charm. Song from the album Gradina cu spini, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 06.02.2018
Record label: Lanoy
Song language: Romanian
Flori murdare(original) |
| Luna stinge lumina |
| Florile toate se-nchid, adoarme gradina |
| Si somnul ma ia pe val |
| Dulce ritual, sunt pe un catarg in larg |
| In vis vad fratii de mana |
| Doar adevar in ochii lor nici o minciuna |
| Si-aici nu exista bani |
| Ochiu' necurat sa-i transforme in dusmani |
| Miros de ploaie pe alocuri |
| In loc de asfalt si praful dintre blocuri |
| In visu asta lumea rade |
| Doar intentii bune si inima-mi surade |
| Si nu vreau sa ma trezesc |
| Ca-n lumea-n care traiesc locul nu mi-l mai gasesc |
| Raul a prins radacini |
| Floarea mea se stinge intr-o gradina de spini |
| Gradina e plina de flori cu suflet murdar |
| Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par |
| Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par |
| Gradina e plina de flori cu suflet murdar |
| Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par |
| Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par |
| Strofa 2: |
| Si un inger ma aude |
| Ma mai lasa sa mai dorm pentru inca 5 minute |
| Sa vad o lume perfecta |
| Ce loveste cu dragoste in loc de baioneta |
| Nu mai vad oameni sub papuc |
| Sau camatari ce se falesc cu ce masina conduc |
| Aici nu-s zdrente pe tocuri |
| Si nu vad copii batrani cu siringa dupa blocuri |
| E mereu un rasarit si caldura de apus |
| Nu e nici un suflet rece si farame de obuz |
| Nu e nici un casino, d-aia nu-i nici amanet |
| Nu-i nici banca, nici bordel, lautari cu clarinet |
| Sunt doar flori nemuritoare |
| Nu-s cutite si topoare |
| M-am trezit intr-o lume condamnata |
| Astept sa vina noaptea, sa mai visez odata! |
| Gradina e plina de flori cu suflet murdar |
| Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par |
| Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par |
| Gradina e plina de flori cu suflet murdar |
| Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par |
| Trandafirii nu-s ceea ce par |
| (translation) |
| The moon turns off the light |
| The flowers all close, the garden falls asleep |
| And sleep takes me by storm |
| Sweet ritual, I'm on a mast at sea |
| In the dream I see the brothers holding hands |
| Only truth in their eyes no lie |
| And there is no money here |
| Evil eye to turn them into enemies |
| It smells like rain in places |
| Instead of asphalt and dust between the blocks |
| In this dream people laugh |
| Only good intentions and my heart smiles |
| And I don't want to wake up |
| As in the world where I live, I can't find the place anymore |
| Raul took root |
| My flower is dying in a thorn garden |
| The garden is full of flowers with a dirty soul |
| Roses are not what they seem |
| Roses are not what they seem |
| The garden is full of flowers with a dirty soul |
| Roses are not what they seem |
| Roses are not what they seem |
| Verse 2: |
| And an angel hears me |
| Let me sleep for another 5 minutes |
| To see a perfect world |
| What strikes with love instead of the bayonet |
| I don't see people under the slipper anymore |
| Or moneylenders who mess with the car they drive |
| There are no rags on the heels here |
| And I don't see old children with syringes behind the blocks |
| It's always a sunrise and sunset |
| There is no cold soul and shells |
| It's not a casino, that's why it's not a pawn |
| It's neither a bank nor a brothel, clarinet fiddlers |
| They are just immortal flowers |
| There are no knives and axes |
| I found myself in a doomed world |
| I'm waiting for night to come, to dream again! |
| The garden is full of flowers with a dirty soul |
| Roses are not what they seem |
| Roses are not what they seem |
| The garden is full of flowers with a dirty soul |
| Roses are not what they seem |
| Roses are not what they seem |