Translation of the song lyrics Străzile - Golani, Marko Glass, Bvcovia

Străzile (original)

E poveste, dragoste, visele
Strazile, strazile, strazile, strazile, strazile
Noptile, noptile, noptile, noptile, noptile
Strazile
Am atatea planuri, nu-mi ajung gandurile
Desole, imi pare rau dar tre' sa fac lovelele
Dragoste, pentru fratii care si-au dat zilele
Grijile, le-am lasat deoparte, totul e ok
Dupa mine poti sa vii daca vrei
Andale, ce poftesti iti ofer si stelele de pe cer
ganduri multe m-au format ce te astepti
Vrei poveste de dragoste, nu de-aia de cartier
Nu-mi ajunge doar un cap cu toate gândurile mele
pentru avere
Frați cu cazier și crede-mă nu e din plăcere
Nu te compara, ba vere
E poveste, de dragoste, visele (ah)
Cartiere, gramele, pistoale (ah)
Sunt notele, suflete, strazile (ah)
E poveste, dragoste, visele
Strazile, strazile, strazile, strazile, strazile
Noptile, noptile, noptile, noptile, noptile
Totul e ok, banii cascada
Lasa lumea asta sa vada
Toti credeau ca o sa cad (da)
Eu mi-am vazut mereu de treaba
Vad cum unii ma incearca
Dar aud mereu doar bla bla
Nu ma cauta pe strada
Doar discutii de brigada
Fata in fata nu au fapta
Nu vorbi de la inaltime
Sunt acolo, ma stii bine
Lasa arfele si hai, bye
Ey!
Fumam marijuana, pe strazi
Baby te iubesc
Doar se intampla des
Sa facem exces
Pana la succes, ah
Ey!
Ea nu e ca celelalte
Ey!
Stralucim ca diamante
Ey!
Nu exista nu se poate
Ey!
E poveste, de dragoste, visele (ah)
Cartiere, gramele, pistoale (ah)
Sunt notele, suflete, strazile (ah)
E poveste, dragoste, visele
Strazile, strazile, strazile, strazile, strazile
Noptile, noptile, noptile, noptile, noptile

Străzile (translation)

It's a story, love, dreams
Streets, streets, streets, streets, streets
Nights, nights, nights, nights, nights
streets
I have so many plans, I can't get enough of my thoughts
Sorry, I'm sorry but I have to make a fuss
Love, for the brothers who gave their lives
Worries, I put them aside, everything is fine
After me you can come if you want
Andale, what do you want, the stars in the sky also offer you
Many thoughts have shaped what you expect
You want a love story, not a neighborhood one
I can't get enough of all my thoughts
for wealth
Brothers with a criminal record, and believe me, it's not a pleasure
Don't compare yourself, really
It's a story, love, dreams (ah)
Cartier, gramele, pistols (ah)
There are notes, souls, streets (ah)
It's a story, love, dreams
Streets, streets, streets, streets, streets
Nights, nights, nights, nights, nights
Everything is fine, the money is cascading
Let this world see
Everyone thought I was going to fall
I've always done my job
I see how some try me
But I always hear only blah blah
He's not looking for me on the street
Just brigade talks
Face to face they have no deed
Don't talk from a height
I'm there, you know me well
Leave the arfele and come on, bye
Hey!
We smoke marijuana on the streets
Baby I love you
It just happens often
Let's do the excess
Until success, ah
Hey!
She's not like the others
Hey!
We shine like diamonds
Hey!
There is no can't
Hey!
It's a story, love, dreams (ah)
Cartier, gramele, pistols (ah)
There are notes, souls, streets (ah)
It's a story, love, dreams
Streets, streets, streets, streets, streets
Nights, nights, nights, nights, nights