Lyrics of Faya - karlo

Faya (original)

Osem hodín, večer, pondelok, my pijeme
Ideme ku mne na byt, na fľašu sme traja
A do toho vkuse pálime
Brka horia faya faya faya
Osem hodín, večer, pondelok, my pijeme
Ideme ku mne na byt, na fľašu sme traja
A do toho vkuse pálime
Brka horia faya faya faya
Vo dverách chladničky mám papiere, som zabudol
Otvorím ústa, o chvíľu ma mrazí jazyk
Vyjdem na cígo na balkón
Do youtube-u som napísal elevator music
Je niečo málo po polnoci, nenapadlo ma, že mám ešte odložené hríby
Dopíjam posledné poldeci, vypili sme čaj a svet je zas o kúsok iný
Štyri hodiny ráno, ešte polku papiera, polku papiera
Asi tušíš správne, áno, karlo sa mení na zviera, sa mení na zviera
Xans pred odchodom, xans pred odchodom
Neviem ako sedem hodín ráno, stojím pred obchodom
Idem xans pred odchodom, xans pred odchodom
Sedem hodín ráno, neviem ako, stojím pred obchodom
Kupujem tri fľaše vína a
Každý musí mať svoju a
Neviem čia je to vina a
Nemôžeme poľaviť, musíme držať spolu (ah)
V kaviarni odmietame prítomnosť
Sedíme tam traja, len čumíme a čumíme
Preberáme minulosť a musíme ísť ďalej, vstávame a platíme
Chceme sa ísť stetovať (ú)
Nepustili ma dnu (ú ú)
Musíme sa zdekovať (ú)
Dneska tu na mňa nemajú náladu (ay)
Pätoritý gin, pätoritý gin
Na streche je pätoritý gin, pätoritý gin
Pätoritý gin, pätoritý gin
Beriem pohár do ruky a kráčam ďalej vonka idem s ním
Pätoritý gin, pätoritý gin
Na streche je pätoritý gin, pätoritý gin
Pätoritý gin, pätoritý gin
Beriem pohár do ruky a kráčam ďalej vonka idem s ním
Osem hodín, večer, pondelok, my pijeme
Ideme ku mne na byt, na fľašu sme traja
A do toho vkuse pálime
Brka horia faya faya faya
Osem hodín, večer, pondelok, my pijeme
Ideme ku mne na byt, na fľašu sme traja
A do toho vkuse pálime
Brka horia faya faya faya

(translation)

Eight o'clock, evening, Monday, we drink
We go to my apartment, there are three of us for the bottle
And we're burning into it
Brka horia faya faya faya
Eight o'clock, evening, Monday, we drink
We go to my apartment, there are three of us for the bottle
And we're burning into it
Brka horia faya faya faya
I have papers in the refrigerator door, I forgot
I open my mouth, my tongue freezes for a moment
I'll go to the balcony
I wrote elevator music for youtube
It's a little after midnight, it never occurred to me that I still had the mushrooms set aside
I drink the last half, we drank tea and the world is a bit different
Four o'clock in the morning, half a piece of paper, half a piece of paper
You probably guessed right, yes, karlo turns into an animal, turns into an animal
Xans before leaving, xans before leaving
I don't know how seven o'clock in the morning, I'm standing in front of the store
I go xans before leaving, xans before leaving
Seven o'clock in the morning, I don't know how, I'm standing in front of the store
I buy three bottles of wine and
Everyone must have their and
I don't know whose fault it is and
We can't relax, we have to stick together (ah)
We deny the presence in the cafe
We sit there three, just staring and staring
We take over the past and we have to move on, we get up and we pay
We want to go chat
They didn't let me down (ú ú)
We have to thank
They're not in the mood for me today (ay)
Pätoritý gin, pätoritý gin
On the roof is paternal gin, paternal gin
Pätoritý gin, pätoritý gin
I take the cup in my hand and walk on outside and go with it
Pätoritý gin, pätoritý gin
On the roof is paternal gin, paternal gin
Pätoritý gin, pätoritý gin
I take the cup in my hand and walk on outside and go with it
Eight o'clock, evening, Monday, we drink
We go to my apartment, there are three of us for the bottle
And we're burning into it
Brka horia faya faya faya
Eight o'clock, evening, Monday, we drink
We go to my apartment, there are three of us for the bottle
And we're burning into it
Brka horia faya faya faya