Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pesnička O Medulienke, artist - Gladiator. Album song Akustik Live, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 08.02.2018
Record label: Believe
Song language: Slovak
Pesnička O Medulienke(original) |
Má všetko čo chcem |
V očiach šťastný smiech |
A pery ako medom potreté |
Má sestru Ivanu |
a mamu nádhernú |
a otca čo doma dcéru zamyká. |
Vlasy perfektní |
Líčka červení |
v jej lune malíř vidí krajinu |
No jediné čo mi však vadí |
že nestihneme to čo nás baví |
že nestihneme pekné veci |
samé keci zas uniká |
Medulienka |
Je tak stavaná |
že aj kňaz by zaváhal |
A v duchu by proklínal celibát |
Když se trošku nakloní |
a bokmi zavoní |
Môj prvý infarkt v tomto storočí |
No jediné čo mi však vadí |
že nestihneme to čo nás baví |
že nestihneme pekné veci |
samé keci zas uniká |
Medulienka |
. |
medulienka. |
medulienka. |
Má všetko čo chcem |
V očiach šťastný smiech |
A pery ako medom potreté |
No jediné čo mi však vadí |
že nestihneme to čo nás baví |
že nestihneme pekné veci |
samé keci zas uniká |
Medulienka |
No jediné čo mi však vadí |
že nestihneme to čo nás baví |
že nestihneme pekné veci |
samé keci zas uniká |
Medulienka |
(translation) |
He has everything I want |
A happy laugh in his eyes |
And lips smeared with honey |
She has a sister, Ivana |
and beautiful mom |
and a father who locks his daughter at home. |
Hair perfect |
Cheeks red |
in its moon the painter sees the landscape |
Well, the only thing that bothers me |
that we will not catch what we enjoy |
that we can't do nice things |
the very thing is escaping again |
Medulienka |
It is so built |
that even the priest would hesitate |
And he would curse celibacy in his mind |
When he tilts a little |
and the hips smell |
My first heart attack in this century |
Well, the only thing that bothers me |
that we will not catch what we enjoy |
that we can't do nice things |
the very thing is escaping again |
Medulienka |
. |
medulienka. |
medulienka. |
He has everything I want |
A happy laugh in his eyes |
And lips smeared with honey |
Well, the only thing that bothers me |
that we will not catch what we enjoy |
that we can't do nice things |
the very thing is escaping again |
Medulienka |
Well, the only thing that bothers me |
that we will not catch what we enjoy |
that we can't do nice things |
the very thing is escaping again |
Medulienka |