Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bubák , by - Vypsana Fixa. Song from the album Krásný Smutný Den, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 06.03.2014
Record label: San Piego
Song language: Czech
Bubák(original) |
| motal se mezi autama s igelitovou |
| taškou plnou vlastních snů |
| a z vozu volkswagen brouk |
| mávala morrisseyovic dvojčata pápá |
| tak od jejich auta odehnal |
| bubáka |
| bubáka |
| bubáka |
| bubáka, bubáka a taky vraha |
| bubáka, bubáka a taky vraha |
| bubáka, bubáka a taky vraha |
| bubáka, bubáka a taky vraha |
| motal se mezi autama s igelitovou |
| taškou plnou dobrých sil |
| a vůz volkswagen brouk |
| odjížděl na zelenou, zamával pápá |
| a auta jezdily přes |
| mrtvýho bubáka |
| bubáka |
| aspoň jeden |
| aspoň jeden |
| aspoň jeden |
| happy end |
| doma už čeká stalkerova žena |
| dá vařit vodu na silnou kávu |
| jen ona jediná ví co je třeba |
| když její muž má danou hlavu na rukávu |
| u stolu sedí stalkerova dcera |
| jenom se dívá a ohýbá lžičky |
| děti ze zóny běží s jazykama |
| vyplazenýma a chytají vločky |
| říká jí lásko, dochází mi síla |
| ona mu něžně hladí vlasy |
| potom se nadechnou a začnou zpívat |
| společně na lepší časy |
| jeden happy end |
| aspoň jeden happy end |
| aspoň jeden happy end |
| aspoň jeden happy end |
| (translation) |
| he wandered between the cars with the plastic |
| a bag full of your own dreams |
| and from a volkswagen beetle car |
| the morrissey twins are waving |
| so he drove away from their car |
| bugs |
| bugs |
| bugs |
| bugger, bugger and also a killer |
| bugger, bugger and also a killer |
| bugger, bugger and also a killer |
| bugger, bugger and also a killer |
| he wandered between the cars with the plastic |
| a bag full of good strength |
| and car volkswagen beetle |
| he left on the green, waving his hand |
| and cars drove through |
| dead bug |
| bugs |
| at least one |
| at least one |
| at least one |
| happy ending |
| a stalker's wife is already waiting at home |
| will brew water for strong coffee |
| only she knows what is needed |
| when her husband has the head on his sleeve |
| the stalker's daughter is sitting at the table |
| he just looks and bends the spoons |
| children from the zone run with tongues |
| sticking out and catching flakes |
| he calls her love, I'm running out of power |
| she strokes his hair gently |
| then they inhale and start singing |
| together for better times |
| one happy end |
| at least one happy end |
| at least one happy end |
| at least one happy end |