Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ten kluk , by - Pavel VrbaSong from the album Dávno, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.10.1994
Record label: BEST I.A
Song language: Czech
Ten kluk(original) |
| Hrozně nerad vstával |
| Na piáno hrával |
| Svý parádní sólo |
| Pak si dal tu svou |
| Holkám zaspat nedal |
| Plný sály zvedal |
| Sám sebe hledal |
| Klidná tvář a brejle |
| Všechny kolem zmejlej |
| A ono se zatím |
| Něco v hlavě hatí |
| Moc hezky to nezní |
| Situace nezní |
| Ten kluk šel přes ní |
| Malérů vodopád a všeho přemíra |
| Koho bůh mívá rád, ten mladej umírá |
| Andělům piánem teď on si krátí čas |
| A my v pravou chvíli zahrajem si zas |
| Dopis nezanechal |
| Asi hodně spěchal |
| Vzal sebou pár jistot |
| A nechal prázdný místo |
| Dál ho všude hledám |
| V jiným baru sedám |
| V jiným baru sedá |
| Pít se s ním nedá |
| Malérů vodopád a všeho přemíra |
| Koho bůh mívá rád, ten mladej umírá |
| Andělům piánem teď on si krátí čas |
| A my v pravou chvíli zahrajem si zas |
| Drsný holky z prstů |
| Na klávesy chrstnul |
| Skoro v každým sále |
| Kro rock’n’roll válel |
| Rock’n’roll je víra |
| S tím se neumírá |
| Smrt je jen šmírák |
| Tak ho teda hrajem |
| On si na nás z ráje |
| Přes brejle zírá |
| (translation) |
| He didn't like getting up |
| He played the piano |
| Its a great solo |
| Then you put yours |
| He didn't let the girls fall asleep |
| Full halls lifted |
| He was looking for himself |
| Calm face and glasses |
| Make everyone around |
| And so far |
| Something is on your mind |
| It doesn't sound very nice |
| The situation does not sound |
| The boy walked over her |
| Malér waterfall and everything in excess |
| Whoever God loves, the young man dies |
| To the angels of the piano now he is wasting his time |
| And we'll play again at the right time |
| He did not leave a letter |
| He was probably in a hurry |
| He took some reassurance |
| And he left an empty space |
| I keep looking for him everywhere |
| I'm sitting in another bar |
| He sits in another bar |
| You can't drink with him |
| Malér waterfall and everything in excess |
| Whoever God loves, the young man dies |
| To the angels of the piano now he is wasting his time |
| And we'll play again at the right time |
| Rough girls from fingers |
| He grinned at the keys |
| In almost every hall |
| Kro rock’n’roll rolel |
| Rock'n'roll is faith |
| He doesn't die with that |
| Death is just a smirk |
| So we play him |
| He looks at us from paradise |
| He stares through his glasses |