Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Din coltul blocului, artist - Parazitii.
Date of issue: 21.11.2007
Song language: Romanian
Din coltul blocului(original) |
Hey ooo |
direct din coltu` blocului… |
direct din coltu` blocului… |
Parazitii… |
frakadadisk. |
cheloo. |
Ombladon. |
Transmit cu placere mirosind a bere |
Cu putere din acelasi colt al blocului |
De ceva vreme. |
unde |
Nu conteaza daca`i ban sau nu |
Unde zgomotul capacelor de bere. |
Se`aude stii si tu. |
Trec anii nu`mi pasa. |
Umplu golesc paharu` |
Oricum ma iubeste femeile |
Ca pe Margineanu` |
Orice pahar mie`mi vine ca si turnat |
Eu si cand sunt beat sunt treaz |
Tu cand esti beat esti beat |
Adun ganduri curate |
stand in jeg pe lazi |
La noi si in spital e mai murdar |
Decat la altii pe strazi. |
Intr`un sistem rudimentar ca inchizitia |
Tratam fara respect politia, militia… |
Ne plac noptile pierdute, bagaboantele. |
Ne plac zilele`nsorite bancomatele. |
Imtins pe spate ma las prada drogului |
Si va dedic aceasta balada din coltu` blocului |
20 de tone de bere |
20 de kile de has |
20 de mii de motive sa nu le lasi |
20 de prieteni |
De 20 de ori mai multi bani |
20 de femei de 20 de ani… |
20 de sticle sparte |
20 de palme date |
20 de p*zde f*tute si abandonate |
La noapte sarbatorim 20 de case frate |
Noi nu plangem fals cu lacrimi necurate. |
fumando marijuanna con santana |
Noi fumam cu popa si luam in p*la sutana |
Nu credem in satana |
Cand o s`atingem Nirvana |
Daca ne luam un pumn in bot |
Nu tipam dupa mama… |
La bloc nu e deloc ca la TV |
N`avem timp de seriale |
O dam parte`n parte cu vinu` cu mainile goale. |
Esti incercuit de nasoale penale care te vor. |
Ai p*la prea mica sa f*ti |
Freaca`te de covor. |
Iarba creste indoor. |
Avem mult verde`n dormitor |
Nu suntem nationalisti |
Nu dam 2 lei pe tricolor |
Dam banii de paine pe bere. |
Ai intrat la idei? |
Copiii cresc singuri |
Caci noi nu traim pentru ei |
Cand paharul se umple il dam pan` la fund |
Si`l spargem |
Mai tragem un fum ca sa ne facem si vrem |
Doar o singura vorba din toate sa ajunga in FM |
Nu avem o plasa de siguranta in care sa cadem… |
Versur |
(translation) |
Hey ooo |
directly from the corner of the block... |
directly from the corner of the block... |
Parasites… |
fracadadisk. |
Cello. |
Ombladon. |
I stream with pleasure smelling beer |
With power from the same corner of the block |
For a while. |
where |
It doesn't matter if it's money or not |
Where the clatter of beer caps. |
You can hear it too. |
Years go by, I don't care. |
I fill the empty glass |
Women love me anyway |
Like Margineanu |
Any glass comes to me as poured |
Me and when I'm drunk I'm sober |
When you're drunk, you're drunk |
I collect clean thoughts |
standing in line on the crates |
It is dirtier here and in the hospital |
Than others on the streets. |
In a rudimentary system like the inquisition |
We treat the police, the militia without respect... |
We like lost nights, ramblings. |
We like ATMs on sunny days. |
Lying on my back, I fall prey to the drug |
And I dedicate this ballad from the corner of the block to you |
20 tons of beer |
20 kilos of fat |
20 thousand reasons not to leave them |
20 friends |
20 times more money |
20 women in their 20s… |
20 broken bottles |
20 claps given |
20 fucked and abandoned dogs |
At night we celebrate 20 brother houses |
We do not cry falsely with impure tears. |
fumando marijuanna con santana |
We smoke with the popa and take in the f*la cassock |
We do not believe in Satan |
When we reach Nirvana |
If we punch each other in the face |
I'm not yelling for my mother... |
On the block it's not at all like on TV |
We don't have time for series |
I give it part by part with wine with my bare hands. |
You are surrounded by nasty criminals who want you. |
You're too small to be |
Rub against the carpet. |
Grass grows indoors. |
We have a lot of green in the bedroom |
We are not nationalists |
I don't give 2 lei per tricolor |
I give money for bread on beer. |
Have you come up with ideas? |
Children grow up alone |
For we do not live for them |
When the glass is full, I put it to the bottom |
And we break it |
We have another smoke to make ourselves happy |
Only one word of all to reach the FM |
We don't have a safety net to fall into... |
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