Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ten kluk, co krev měl dravou , by - Karel Zich. Release date: 11.02.2008
Song language: Czech
Ten kluk, co krev měl dravou(original) |
| Řekli prý, dej si oddech |
| to chce vážnost, plán a cíl |
| život brát po třech schodech |
| kde za pár let bys byl |
| tak už přestaň věčně lítat. |
| Cože mám z věčných modřin |
| mizí tráva, kam jsem šláp |
| co já vím, snad už zmoudřím |
| ač nejsem ještě chlap |
| ale v jednom už mi svítá. |
| Ten kluk, co krev měl dravou |
| proti zdem se řítil hlavou |
| ten kluk teď slavný pohřeb má |
| ten kluk, co bral svět ztečí |
| kuráž měl a spoustu řečí |
| ten rváč a rebel, to jsem já |
| či spíš jsem býval. |
| Řekli prý, už se ožeň |
| to tě zklidní, to je lék |
| věčně žhnout jako oheň |
| už nemám na to věk |
| a tak v jednom snad mi svítá. |
| Ten kluk, co krev měl dravou |
| proti zdem se řítil hlavou |
| ten kluk teď slavný pohřeb má |
| ten kluk, co bral svět ztečí |
| kuráž měl a spoustu řečí |
| ten rváč a rebel, to jsem já |
| či spíš jsem býval. |
| Ten kluk, co krev měl dravou |
| hleď, si myslel zbourám hlavou zeď |
| a ten blázen, to jsem já |
| či spíš jsem býval |
| šťastný kluk. |
| (translation) |
| They said give it a rest |
| it takes seriousness, a plan and a goal |
| take life in three steps |
| where would you be in a few years? |
| so stop flying forever. |
| Which I have from eternal bruises |
| the grass disappears where I step |
| what do I know, maybe I'll wise up |
| although I'm not yet a man |
| but in one it's already dawning on me. |
| The boy with predatory blood |
| he slammed his head against the wall |
| the boy is now having a famous funeral |
| the boy who took the world away |
| he had guts and a lot of talk |
| the brawler and rebel, that's me |
| or rather I used to be. |
| They said, get married already |
| it calms you down, it's medicine |
| burn forever like a fire |
| I'm not old enough for that anymore |
| and so maybe it shines on me in one. |
| The boy with predatory blood |
| he slammed his head against the wall |
| the boy is now having a famous funeral |
| the boy who took the world away |
| he had guts and a lot of talk |
| the brawler and rebel, that's me |
| or rather I used to be. |
| The boy with predatory blood |
| look, I'm going to knock the wall down with my head, he thought |
| and the fool is me |
| or rather I used to be |
| happy boy |