Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Krekáč, artist - Supa
Date of issue: 14.12.2014
Song language: Slovak
Krekáč(original) |
Čo povedať o meste, ktoré prejdeš za pol dňa? |
Neviem, ale možno ho mám presne za to rád |
V uliciach je strach, lebo v kuchyniach je hlad |
Usína sa špatne pokiaľ v duši vládne plast |
Gamblujeme automat čo nikto nevie hrať |
My sa tomu vieme smiať pokiaľ v bytoch nie je tma |
Nerob na nás Boo lebo si obujeme chlad |
A nakopeme zadok, nájdeš botu presne tam |
Vrásky po celej tvári rozliate, taxík do bane, svaly poriadne |
Čaká sa na mamu kým sa vráti z továrne |
Všetci sa poznáme to navždy ostane |
Kapsy prázdne, jak to asi dopadne? |
Odtiaľto sú tvoji dobrí chlapci Moja Reč |
Líhame ku geneticky obdareným ženám |
A ja neverím tým osladeným rečiam |
Prepáč ja som krekáč |
Priamo z mesta deravých kapies |
Mesta roztrhaných šrajtoflí |
Ja som stále ten istý chlapec |
Ktorý kašle na vaše zákony |
Ja som z mesta bloknutých kariet |
Mesta kam nechodia zálohy |
Ja som stále ten istý, stále ten istý, stále |
Každá jedna zastrčená ulička spieva moje meno keď ňou prejdem |
Asi si nechám svoje mesto, je môj airbag |
Ostávam pripojený na ňom, je to server |
Heslo v DNA pevne zakorenené |
Kto by chcel v kuse kráčať keby mohol letieť? |
Preto som ušiel párkrát keď mi bolo tesné |
Vždy sa sem vraciam aby som sa dotkol zeme |
Je to jedno kde si ak máš mozog v klietke |
Toľko krásnych žien a toľko podlých hajzlov |
Otcovia tých žien sa musia modliť často |
Odolať im neviem, skonám pod ich paľbou |
Pochová ma tá čo mi porodí chlapcov |
Kým vládzeme žiť z toho mála čo máme |
Tak hráme a snívame sny až do rána |
Kým dážď zmyje plač z našich tvári |
Mne sa páči ako steká |
Tak ho nechaj, ja som krekáč |
Priamo z mesta deravých kapies |
Mesta roztrhaných šrajtoflí |
Chcem ma späť, je pre mňa jak magnet |
A ja len tak neverím v náhody |
Ja som z mesta potrhaných plachiet |
V lodi je diera, sme pridlho na mori |
Šepká nech sa vrátim zas naspäť, vrátim tam naspäť |
Za našich chlapov, vašich chlapov |
Čo majú osudy spojené navždy s baňou |
Pijem na tých chlapov, pravých chlapov |
Tu sa zdraví Zdar Boh, tu sa zdraví Zdar Boh |
Aby našli pokoj, našli pokoj |
Vdovy po nich dusia v sebe plač pri hroboch |
Aby našli pokoj, raz a navždy pokoj |
Tí čo na nich nedávali pozor, by teraz mali pomôcť |
(translation) |
What to say about a city that you can walk through in half a day? |
I don't know, but maybe that's exactly why I like him |
There is fear in the streets because there is hunger in the kitchens |
He falls asleep badly if plastic rules in his soul |
We gamble on a machine that no one knows how to play |
We can laugh about it as long as the apartments are not dark |
Don't boo us because we're cold |
And kick ass, you'll find the shoe right there |
Wrinkles spread all over the face, taxi to the mine, muscles properly |
Waiting for mom to come back from the factory |
We all know each other forever |
Pockets empty, how will it turn out? |
From here are your good boys My Speech |
We gravitate towards genetically gifted women |
And I don't believe the sweet talk |
Sorry, I'm a cracker |
Straight from the city of leaky pockets |
Cities of torn shreitofles |
I'm still the same boy |
Who sneers at your laws |
I'm from the city of blocked cards |
Cities where deposits do not go |
I'm still the same, still the same, still |
Every single hidden alley sings my name when I walk through it |
I'll probably keep my city, it's my airbag |
I stay connected to it, it's a server |
A password firmly rooted in DNA |
Who would want to walk in a piece if they could fly? |
That's why I ran away a few times when it was tight for me |
I always come back here to touch the ground |
It doesn't matter where you are if your brain is in a cage |
So many beautiful women and so many mean bastards |
The fathers of those women must pray often |
I can't resist them, I will die under their fire |
The one who will give birth to my boys will bury me |
As long as we manage to live from the little we have |
So we play and dream dreams until morning |
Until the rain washes the tears from our faces |
I like how it flows |
So leave him alone, I'm a cracker |
Straight from the city of leaky pockets |
Cities of torn shreitofles |
I want me back, he is like a magnet for me |
And I just don't believe in coincidences |
I'm from the city of torn sails |
There is a hole in the ship, we have been at sea too long |
She whispers let me go back, I will go back there |
For our guys, your guys |
What fates have forever linked to the mine |
I drink to those guys, real guys |
Zdar Boh greets you here, Zdar Boh greets you here |
To find peace, they found peace |
Their widows are choking back their tears at the graves |
To find peace, peace once and for all |
Those who did not pay attention to them should now help |