Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lautar De Bucuresti, artist - Subcarpați. Album song Subcarpaţi, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 07.07.2010
Record label: Culese din Cartier, Nice Guys Media
Song language: Romanian
Lautar De Bucuresti(original) |
Lautar de Bucuresti |
Tie iti place sa traiesti |
Te adaptezi pe unde treci |
Ca sa ai sa povestesti |
Pe calculator fac |
Muzica de dor lelelei |
Dragu mi sa cant |
La oameni, pana-am sa mor |
Mi s-a pus pata intr-o seara |
Sa ascult ce-asculta bunica la tara odinioara |
Si-am ramas pe loc sagetat |
Am stiut instant ce trebuie sa fac |
Muzica m-a inspirat |
Si-am inceput sa fac ca flacaii |
De parca-am repetat ani intregi |
Folclor si cantecul ploii |
Si daca tot mesteresc muzica pe PC |
M-am gandit ca poate sintetizez cantarea tarii |
Am unificat idei ce aveam in cap |
Adica trip’u de la tara |
Si vreo cativa ani de rap sa stii |
Asta nu-i cenaclu' |
Nu ti-o dau de la inaltime |
Dar cum m-a lovit poate te loveste si pe tine |
Lautar de Bucuresti |
Tie iti place sa traiesti |
Te adaptezi pe unde treci |
Ca sa ai sa povestesti |
Pe calculator fac |
Muzica de dor lelelei |
Dragu mi sa cant |
La oameni, pana-am sa mor |
Fac un album am zis |
Chiar daca-i interzis |
Sa vorbesti despre subiectul asta |
Cica-i compromis |
Dar ai dreptate merg in voia mea |
Nu ca am ceva e misto muzica |
Te rog n-o confunda cu manea |
In drumul meu am dat de multe voci de aur |
Din Teleorman pana in Moldova adevarat tezaur |
Este ca un virus de care te imbolnavesti |
Cantareti de Romania, cantareti de Bucuresti |
Am unificat idei ce aveam in cap |
Adica trip’u de la tara |
Si vreo cativa ani de rap sa stii |
Asta nu-i cenaclu' |
Nu ti-o dau de la inaltime |
Dar cum m-a lovit poate te loveste si pe tine |
Lautar de Bucuresti |
Tie iti place sa traiesti |
Te adaptezi pe unde treci |
Ca sa ai sa povestesti |
Pe calculator fac |
Muzica de dor lelelei |
Dragu mi sa cant |
La oameni, pana-am sa mor |
(translation) |
Bucharest Fiddler |
You like to live |
You adapt wherever you go |
So you can tell |
I do on the computer |
Lelela's music of longing |
I love to sing |
In humans, until I die |
I got stained one night |
To listen to what my grandmother used to listen to in the old country |
And I was left speechless |
I knew instantly what I had to do |
The music inspired me |
I started acting like a lad |
It's like I've been repeating for years |
Folklore and the song of the rain |
And if I keep crafting music on my PC |
I thought maybe I could synthesize country singing |
I unified the ideas I had in my head |
That is, trip from the country |
And a few years of rap, you know |
This is not a cenacle |
I don't give it to you from above |
But how he hit me may hit you too |
Bucharest Fiddler |
You like to live |
You adapt wherever you go |
So you can tell |
I do on the computer |
Lelela's music of longing |
I love to sing |
In humans, until I die |
I'm making an album, I said |
Even if it's forbidden |
Talk about it |
Cica-i compromise |
But you're right I'm going my own way |
Not that I have anything, the music is cool |
Please don't confuse it with manea |
On my way I came across many golden voices |
From Teleorman to Moldova a real treasure |
It's like a virus you're getting sick of |
Singers from Romania, singers from Bucharest |
I unified the ideas I had in my head |
That is, trip from the country |
And a few years of rap, you know |
This is not a cenacle |
I don't give it to you from above |
But how he hit me may hit you too |
Bucharest Fiddler |
You like to live |
You adapt wherever you go |
So you can tell |
I do on the computer |
Lelela's music of longing |
I love to sing |
In humans, until I die |