Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sfarsit de Septembrie, artist - Hi-Q. Album song Urasqbesc, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 01.10.1999
Record label: Roton Romania
Song language: Romanian
Sfarsit de Septembrie(original) |
Sfarsit de septembrie |
Afara tot mai ploua |
Parcul e pustiu |
Ma-ntreb ce dracu fac aici |
Ce dracu m-a lovit |
Da cred ca eu, hm! |
M-am indragostit |
Va spun acum |
Cum am ajuns asa |
De plang cum n-am mai plans |
In toata viata mea |
Nu stiu ce sa fac |
Cum sa ma descurc |
Cu o tipa pentru care |
Ochii ti se scurg. |
O cheama… hmm! |
La dracu, mai conteaza? |
Prima oara am vazut-o |
intr-o dupa-amiaza |
intr-un bar, in oras |
Si era ca acuma |
Simpatica si sexy |
Ce mai tura-vura |
Sfarsit de septembrie |
Afara tot ploua |
Sunt singur in parc |
Si nu stiu ce sa fac |
II: |
Am sperat in continuare |
Ba am observat |
Ca tipa nu e proasta |
Nici nu m-a mirat |
Dar intr-o noapte |
Mai spre dimineata |
Am vazut-o-n discoteca |
C-un ratat in brate |
Mi-a parut rau |
Si m-am simtit pe-afara |
Apoi mi-a mai trecut |
La dracu! |
viata ie amara |
Cu toate astea insa |
Eu n-o puteam uita |
Pe ea pe-acea fata |
Care imi placea. |
Si blues-urile au inceput |
Dansand cu ea n-am observat |
Cum timpul a trecut |
Despre viata si prieteni |
Noi am tot vorbit |
Iar pentru putin |
Ca-n Rai eu m-am simtit. |
III: |
Ajuns acasa |
Eu am tot visat, visat |
La ea, la ea, |
Parca eram beat |
A 2-a zi in bar |
In aceeasi piata |
Am vazut-o c-un amic de-al meu |
Putin schimbat la fata |
Era trist c-a lui femeie |
Verde ii daduse |
Si atunci viata amara |
Pe loc i se paruse. |
Asa ca el plangea |
De mila isi plangea |
Iar ea era acolo |
Poate-si revenea |
Sfarsit de septembrie |
Afara tot mai ploua |
Parcul e pustiu |
E numai mizerie in parc |
Si-n sufletul meu |
Pentru ca ea a crezut |
Intr-o poveste de un leu |
(translation) |
End of September |
It was still raining outside |
The park is deserted |
I wonder what the hell I'm doing here |
What the hell hit me |
Yes, I think so, hm! |
I fell in love |
I'm telling you now |
How did I get here? |
To cry like I never cried |
All my life |
I do not know what to do |
How can I handle it? |
With a girl for whom |
Your eyes are leaking. |
Call her… hmm! |
Hell, does that matter? |
I saw her for the first time |
one afternoon |
in a bar in town |
And it was like now |
Cute and sexy |
What a round trip |
End of September |
It was still raining outside |
I'm alone in the park |
And I do not know what to do |
II: |
I still hoped |
I noticed |
She's not a bad girl |
It didn't even surprise me |
But one night |
Towards morning |
I saw her at the nightclub |
With a loser in his arms |
I was sorry |
And I felt outside |
Then it passed me by |
Fuck! |
life is bitter |
However |
I couldn't forget her |
On her face |
Which I liked. |
And the blues started |
I didn't notice her dancing |
How time has passed |
About life and friends |
We kept talking |
And for a little while |
I felt like in Heaven. |
III: |
Got home |
I've been dreaming, dreaming |
To her, to her, |
I felt like I was drunk |
2nd day in the bar |
In the same market |
I saw her with a friend of mine |
Slightly changed face |
He was sad as his wife |
Green had given it to him |
And then the bitter life |
It seemed to him immediately. |
So he was crying |
He cried for pity |
And she was there |
Maybe he was recovering |
End of September |
It was still raining outside |
The park is deserted |
It's just dirt in the park |
And in my soul |
Because she believed |
In a lion story |