Translation of the song lyrics Roolijoodik - Küberünnak & Karmo

Roolijoodik (original)

Ära roni rooli — tule siia pigem, kosu siin!
«Vahet pole, mul on ainult üks kilt koduni.»
Üks mint viiski null muret nende roduni
Kodutänav on kinni, olen kõige suurem jobu siin
Pilt käib ringi, esiklaas verine
Pisarad on nüüd silmis ning elu jäädavalt erineb
Kael, sisu, põhi — viin
Naer, isu, kõri — siin
Kae, pisut võhik olen: raev, risu, õli, piin
Lõpp pokaalile, kehakaal pedaalile
Tagaplaanil on baarid, proffesionaalselt traavin ma
Oma ratsuga istun ma pea maas nüüd saalis ning lähen lukku
Enam ei loeta moraali
Ma olen alles üksteist pluss üksteist
Masin ning elud mahakandmisele, lisandun vangidele
Naeratab üks neist: «Nüüd oled üks meist.»
Liiga kõrgel ma lendan.
Kahekümnendad.
Laiali pea otsas mängin
Elu kõva venda.
Kas alles siis tajun, kui kustutan teised ning aastateks
Lukustan ma iseenda?
Ma olen rumal.
Mind hoiab jumal ning elada luba kuna see tuba kus elan
Ei ole enam nii mugav.
Udune kuva ning takistamatu pisarajuga
Ei tunne kunagi enam end väljapuhanuna, kuna ümber on urgas, üksinda nurgas
Ei saa enam olla ma sõprade hulgas.
Ärevushäired, segi mõttetulvad — süüdi olen
kahe
Noore inimese surmas.
Matused said olema neil varem kui pulmad
Elud tänu minule on hetkega kurvad.
Pole paha inimene — kahetsen julmalt
Kuigi mõne inimese arust väärin surma
Mu vana koolivend oli vanakooli vend
Igal pool iga kell suutis segi juua end
Kaine rool, sõnas vend, pole enam tema trend
Muidu noor, süda hell, kere alkoholilembene
Kuivab kurk, kui on purk tühi ja siis tuiab
Nurgas prügi, ise püsti ei püsi
Uimab, nühib, huiab, trügib, kuid ma tüdinud —
Nüüd tüüp kupüüri küsib
Roolijoodikud, alkohoolikud.
Poodi poolikut silmitsema, veidikene sinist Gin
toonikut
Sakumm sul kooritud, pudelipõhi noolitud, sõbrad noomitud — vooditu elu enam
pole nii toonitu
Sest mul on ainult üks mure — mis tagant tuleb.
Tal punased-sinised tuled
Pimedal tänaval, libedal hämaral kihutan, vehin, viibutan venin.
Pilgutan, higistan seni
Kuniks sokutan penid tagant — nägemiseni

Roolijoodik (translation)

Don't climb the wheel - come here instead, get here!
"It doesn't matter, I only have one shield at home."
One mint brought zero concern to their breed
The home street is busy, I'm the biggest jerk here
The picture goes round, the windshield is bloody
Tears are now in my eyes and life is permanently different
Neck, contents, main vodka
Laughter, appetite, throat - here
Kae, I'm a little ignorant: rage, rubbish, oil, pain
End of the trophy, body weight on the pedal
There are bars in the background, professionally trotting
With my knight, I sit on the ground in the hall now and go to the lock
Morality is no longer considered
I'm still eleven plus eleven
The machine and the lives to be written off, I add to the prisoners
One of them smiles, "Now you're one of us."
I'm flying too high.
Twenties.
I play at the head
Life is a tough brother.
Will I only realize it when I delete others and for years
Am I locking myself?
I'm stupid.
I am kept by God and have permission to live in this room where I live
Not so convenient anymore.
Foggy display and unobstructed tears
You will never feel bloated again because you are in a corner around you, alone in a corner
I can no longer be among my friends.
Anxiety disorders, confused - I'm guilty
two
In the death of a young man.
They were going to have a funeral before the wedding
Lives thanks to me are sad for a moment.
Not a bad person - I'm sorry
Although some people deserve to die
My old school brother was an old school brother
He could get confused every hour everywhere
Sober steering, said the brother, is no longer his trend
Otherwise young, heart tender, body alcoholic
The cucumber dries when the jar is empty and then puffs
Garbage in the corner, does not stand up itself
Drows, rubs, screams, pushes, but I'm bored -
Now the type of banknote asks
Drunk drivers, alcoholics.
Shop half-faced, a little blue Gin
tonic
Sakumm you peeled, the bottom of the bottle arrowed, your friends reprimanded - bedless life anymore
not so toned
Because I only have one concern - what's coming from behind.
He has red-blue lights
On a dark street, in slippery twilight, I hurry, waves, waves for a while.
I blink, I sweat so far
Until I poke my penis from behind - until I see you