Lyrics of Blues Pentru Tine - Iris, Mike Godoroja

Blues Pentru Tine (original)

O, ce cruda-i viata asta,
Se tot duce si nu sta,
Oooo, prea grabita e, se pare,
Pai si tot ia, nimic nu-ti da,
Pai si tot ia, nimic nu-ti da
Nimic nu-ti da, nu-ti da...
O, ce cruda-i viata asta!...
Ore dintr-o viata,
Nu sunt toate la fel,
Pot fi amare dimineata
Si dulci in nopti cu vant rebel
Si daca-ti faci socoteala
Cat de fericit ai fi putut sa fii,
In anii ce s-au dus,
Tot pe minus vei iesi.
Si daca nu te satisface
Ce-ai sa lasi in urma ta,
Lasa-ti gandul sa dezbrace
Zilele de umbra grea.
Iar daca-ti pui intrebarea
Cat de fericit ai fi putut sa fii
In anii ce-ai pierdut
Raspunsul nu-l vei sti.
Iar anii ce s-au dus,
Inapoi nu-i vei avea,
Dar amintirea lor
Va fi a ta.
Pai cat de cruda-i viata asta,
Se tot duce si nu sta,
Prea grabita e, se pare,
Si tot ia, nimic nu da,
Iar daca-ti pui intrebarea
Cat de fericit ai fi putut sa fii
In anii ce-ai pierdut,
Raspunsul nu-l vei sti.
Iar anii tai ce s-au dus,
Inapoi nu-i vei avea,
Dar amintirea toata-a lor
Da, va fi mereu a ta.
Da, ce cruda-i viata asta,
Se tot duce si nu sta,
Pai prea grabita e, se pare
Si tot ia, nimic nu-ti da
Iar daca-ti faci socoteala
Cat de fericit ai fi putut sa fii,
In anii ce s-au dus,
Tot pe minus vei iesi.
Iar daca-ti pui intrebarea
Cat de fericit ai fi putut sa fii
In anii ce-ai pierdut,
Raspunsul nu-l vei sti.
Raspunsul nu exista!
Ei, ce cruda-i viata..haha...
Si tot ia, nimic nu-ti da,
Nu, nu-ti da!

(translation)

Oh, how cruel this life is,
He keeps going and doesn't stay,
Oooo, she's in a hurry, it seems
Well, still, nothing gives you,
Well, still, nothing gives you
Nothing gives you, doesn't give you ...
Oh, how cruel this life is! ...
Hours in a lifetime,
They are not all the same,
I can be bitter in the morning
And sweet in the nights with rebellious wind
And if you do your math
How happy you could have been,
In the years that have passed,
You'll still get out.
And if it doesn't satisfy you
What are you going to leave behind?
Let your mind undress
Heavy shadow days.
And if you ask yourself the question
How happy you could have been
In the years you've lost
You will not know the answer.
And the years that went by,
You won't have them back,
But their memory
It will be yours.
Well, how cruel this life is,
He keeps going and doesn't stay,
Too hasty and, it seems,
And still, nothing,
And if you ask yourself the question
How happy you could have been
In the years you've lost,
You will not know the answer.
And your years are gone,
You won't have them back,
But all their memory
Yes, it will always be yours.
Yes, how cruel this life is,
He keeps going and doesn't stay,
Well, she's in a hurry, it seems
And still, nothing gives you
And if you do your math
How happy you could have been,
In the years that have passed,
You'll still get out.
And if you ask yourself the question
How happy you could have been
In the years you've lost,
You will not know the answer.
The answer does not exist!
Well, what a cruel life ... haha ​​...
And still, nothing gives you,
No, don't give up!