Translation of the song lyrics Banda tupych hlav - Horkyze Slize

Banda tupych hlav (original)

Keby som Samuel, píšem sa s dvoma L
A nebolo by to na jedno kopyto
Aj ked sa origoš mení na plný kôš
Z Volgy do Espasa, čo je to do frasa?
Boli sme nechcení, nemali sme ceny
A veľkú kapelu poslali do kelu
Liezla nám na nervy a z každej konzervy
Smotanu zlízali a všetci zízali
Po čase sa náhle zistí, že do šľaka sme takí istí
Zlietli sa sponzori jak hladní kondori
Kapela v pohode dá zbohom robote
Podpisy na telo, na brucho, na čelo
Luxusné hotely, raňajky v posteli
Kompliment od ľudí dobre ťa nabudí
Kontakty na hercov a slávnych umelcov
Stúpame na cene, naspäť už nechceme
Pokiaľ nám nezvoní, ešte sme na koni
Po čase sa náhle zistí, že do šlaka sme takí istí (2x)
Jáj, banda tupých hláv, poviem bez obáv
Nasadili nás známe rádiá
A speaker Adrián už nad tým dumá
A myslí si o nás a iste pravdu má
Odišli sponzori, nastali rozpory
V kariére defekty, solové projekty
Kapela dožíva, dopingy požíva
Aké to asi je, šlahnúť si z pasie?
Prachy ich zmenili, mediá velili
Vybehnúť zo štýlu, nútia ťa na silu
Veď aj nás rádiá vytlačia z pódia
Hráme jak tatari, takéto odvary
Po čase sa náhle zistí, že kolobeh je taký istý

Banda tupych hlav (translation)

If I'm Samuel, I'm writing with two L
And it wouldn't be on one hoof
Even if the origos change to a full basket
From Volga to Espasa, what is the phrase?
We were unwanted, we had no prices
And they sent a big band to the kale
She got on our nerves and from every can
They licked the cream and everyone stared
Over time, it is suddenly discovered that we are so sure of the slag
Sponsors fell like hungry condors
The band will say goodbye to the robot
Signatures on the body, on the abdomen, on the forehead
Luxury hotels, breakfast in bed
A compliment from people will wake you up
Contacts for actors and famous artists
We are rising in price, we don't want to go back
Unless it rings, we're still on horseback
Over time, it is suddenly discovered that we are so sure of the slag (2x)
Yeah, a bunch of dumb heads, I'll say no worries
We were deployed by well-known radios
And speaker Adrián is already thinking about it
And he thinks about us and he's certainly right
The sponsors left, there were disagreements
Career defects, solo projects
The band lives, they doping
What is it like to run out of the passport?
The dust changed them, the media commanded them
Run out of style, forcing you to force
After all, the radios will push us off the stage
We play like Tatars, such decoctions
Over time, it is suddenly discovered that the cycle is the same