Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Amerika , by - Lucie. Song from the album Cerny kocky mokry zaby, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2012
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: Czech
Amerika(original) |
| Nandej mi do hlavy tvý brouky |
| A bůh nám seber beznaděj |
| V duši zbylo světlo z jedný holky |
| Tak mi teď za to vynadej |
| Zima a promarněný touhy |
| Do vrásek stromů padá déšť |
| Zbejvaj roky asi ne moc dlouhý |
| A do vlasů mi zabroukej |
| Pá pa pá pá |
| Pá pá pá pá |
| Pá pa pá pá (je jé) |
| Pá pa pá pá |
| Pá pa pá pá |
| Tvoje voči jedou žhavý tóny |
| Dotek slunce zapadá |
| Horkej vítr rozezní mý zvony |
| Do vlasů ti zabrouká |
| Pá pa pá pá |
| Pá pá pá pá |
| Pá pa pá pá |
| Pá pá pá pá |
| Pá pa pá pá |
| Pá pá pá pá |
| Pá pa pá pá |
| Pá pá pá pá |
| Pá pa pá pá |
| Na obloze křídla tažnejch ptáků |
| Tak už na svý bráchy zavolej |
| Na tváře ti padaj slzy z mraků |
| A bůh nám sebral beznaděj |
| A v duši zbylo světlo z jedný holky |
| Do vrásek stromů padá déšť |
| Poslední dny, hodiny a roky |
| Do vlasů ti zabrouká |
| Pá pa pá pá |
| Pá pá pá pá |
| Pá pa pá pá (jé jé) |
| Pá pa pá pá |
| Pá pa pá pá |
| (translation) |
| Put your beetles in my head |
| And God take our hopelessness |
| There was light left from one girl in the soul |
| So give it to me now |
| Winter and wasted desires |
| Rain is falling into the wrinkles of the trees |
| Take years probably not too long |
| And twist in my hair |
| Fri pa Fri Fri |
| Fri Fri Fri Fri |
| Fri pa Fri Fri (it's her) |
| Fri pa Fri Fri |
| Fri pa Fri Fri |
| Your tones are hot |
| The touch of the sun sets |
| The hot wind rings my bells |
| He's snoring in your hair |
| Fri pa Fri Fri |
| Fri Fri Fri Fri |
| Fri pa Fri Fri |
| Fri Fri Fri Fri |
| Fri pa Fri Fri |
| Fri Fri Fri Fri |
| Fri pa Fri Fri |
| Fri Fri Fri Fri |
| Fri pa Fri Fri |
| The wings of migratory birds in the sky |
| So call your brothers |
| Tears fall from your clouds on your cheeks |
| And God took away our despair |
| And in the soul there was light from one girl |
| Rain is falling into the wrinkles of the trees |
| Last days, hours and years |
| He's snoring in your hair |
| Fri pa Fri Fri |
| Fri Fri Fri Fri |
| Fri Pa Fri Fri (jé jé) |
| Fri pa Fri Fri |
| Fri pa Fri Fri |