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In our hood 2

They profit from the situation, bastards!
 
Some are better,
others are worse,
some struggle to make ends meet,
others wait for it to fall into their lap,
this is since time immemorial.

 
[Cheloo (x2) + scratches by FreakaDaDisk]
Life is an exam...
Life is an exam...
Life is an exam...
Life is an exam, the street remains a test
 
[Cheloo]
2-10, I shove my dick in it, here it comes now
2-10, *ah*

 
[Cheloo]
In our hood, in the future, some think
Axis mundi will pass through the Union's water closet
We the pagans responsible for recession's sake
With the hope of redemption we say YES to felony
In our hood, meaning in the periphery
Non-commencement of prosecution and divorce constitute joy
Money is electric current if you want allegory
When the ATM doesn't have a candle, it1 bounces out of warranty
In our hood, our A-grade hood,
Everybody wants to make money and leave
The square wheel goes round with bribe or cold blood
Life stands still but time goes on
In our hood, the bottle champions know that
Stupidity can't be cured with plum brandy and fiddle
The poor don't cast shade content with whatever comes by
And if you inhale deeply, it smells of fear
 
[Dan Gerosu]
In our hood, the sun rises for free
Like tertiary syphilis right after catharsis
Cannabis clouds give an optimistic air
'Cause we piss on the rainbow and on neo-communism
In our hood, icons don't perform miracles
And they don't laugh, and they don't cry, and they don't heed prayers
We are immune to preaching, and above passions
We keep pervese desires hidden among weaknesses
In our hood, among so many ruins
You can still find Romanians who feel Romanian
We believe in ourselves exclusively because options are zilch
And we don't take orders regardless of pressures
In our hood, with or with no connection
Kids come out of pussy from mothers without dick
Love don't equal dough, turbofolk don't equal culture
A portrait of the fighter as a young man is not a caricature
 
[Alan]
I hold my dick in high regard, since April '86
In a hood where they make jokes that don't catch on to masses
All roads lead to the precinct and nothing's for free
And charity means fucking yo momma
In our hood, they swear with subtle style
So I shove my dick in yo dead is just a figure of speech
I have no beef with anyone, that's why this is no diss
But I figured I'd shove my dick in yo momma as I promised you
In our hood, all of us here were wondering
Why would you need a SWAT team just to pick up one gram
Dirty money shines like epaulets in a Logan2
Mostly no one lifts a finger for you because that's the norm
On equal footing we all drink in the hood
You could say it sucks, we wouldn't want it any different
Thugs with character, from which you can learn stuff
We go to sleep on Thursday night, we wake up drunk on Monday
 
[Cheloo (x2) + scratches by FreakaDaDisk]
Life is an exam...
Life is an exam...
Life is an exam...
Life is an exam, the street remains a test
 
[Calles Calientes Rapstrolirical]
The reality of my neighborhood I think is different from yours
similar things happen *g-yeah, g-yeah*
There, heads explode as if they were pumpkins
In our neighborhood we grew between shootings
Marking skull, all pay their sentence
They want to live in peace but we are children of war
In my neighborhood I see children with possessed looks
who are full of rancor and with an empty belly
They kill you for less than a salary
This is wild Colombia, assassins' crib
My neighborhood is no exception
we live in hell but there is motivation
I am what I am because I grew up in a neighborhood
humble, dreaming, but always practiced
With anyone I fell upon but I got up
Immortal are these hot streets
fight after fight now we are stronger
Threat is not equal to death
in my neighborhood they go about breaking your forehead
Embedded in your mind
 
[Ombladon]
In our hood, with the boys in a lame light
They study moonshine all night long
For years I've been in school, wasted
Where Grasa de Cotnari3 was my deskmate
In our hood, it's pretty awesome
So many things can be seen here, but nothing you would frame
Biting the bullet and with a lever you can evade hunger
Here, you go to work when everyone is asleep
In our hood, between the smoke and booze
We also shove a bit of culture in our noggin
Here, we play dice when books don't help
We hold our own, we celebrate our birthdays at night
In our hood, we accentuate drama
You live in a single room but you have a 3-camera phone4
In our hood, there's no time for chit-chat
If you go to sleep stupid, when you wake up5 you'll still be stupid
 
[Cheloo (x2) + scratches by FreakaDaDisk]
Life is an exam...
Life is an exam...
Life is an exam...
Life is an exam, the street remains a test
 
[Cheloo (x3) + scratches by FreakaDaDisk]
I foresee that I, meaning we, ain't gonna give up
 
[violin by Daniel Lazăr]
 
  • 1. the money
  • 2. Dacia Logan is a car model, also used by the Romanian Police.
  • 3. Grasa de Cotnari, literally 'The Fat of Cotnari', is a Romanian brand of wine.
  • 4. Witty language here. In Romanian, 'camera' can also mean chamber, room.
  • 5. Witty language here. In Romanian, it can mean either 'wake up' or 'wise up'.


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2024.10.02.

The door across the street from my home





As I walk out the door, Sophie calls me
'Do you already know the news? She's leaving.'
I rush to the window,
Look down the street
And I can't believe my eyes:
A big limousine is leaving, and she's the one driving it
 

I don't know what she's looking for and why she's leaving,
I don't know where she's going, and I don't want to know.
I've been living across from Alice's door for eighteen years,
Eighteen years waiting for another chance to tell her that I love her
But now I'll have
To get out of the habit of living across from Alice's door...
 

At the university, in the park, we would discuss philosophy
I had my arm around her as a friend...
She had long hair, and in the wood of a boat
I had carved our initials for life
And today, the big limousine is here to take her away...
 

I don't know what she's looking for and why she's leaving,
I don't know where she's going, and I don't want to know.
I've been living across from Alice's door for eighteen years
Eighteen years waiting for another chance to tell her that I love her
But now I'll have
To get out of the habit of living across from Alice's door...
 

Sophie calls me back, tells me that she too has been waiting for this moment for eighteen years,
That she loves me, that she only lives for me, that I will forget Alice
But I don't hear her,
It's Alice that I want,
And the big limousine disappears...
 

I don't know what she's looking for and why she's leaving,
I don't know where she's going
And I don't want to know. I've been living across from Alice's door for eighteen years
Eighteen years waiting for another chance to tell her that I love her
But now I'll have
To get out of the habit of living across from Alice's door...
 


2024.10.02.

Different Identity





I told, I told myself
I thought of changing my identity
Maybe this time I'll know not to give up
I'm imagining how I'd be a different person
 

And she asks if you've always been there
And every time you know to reply (to what I can't say)
She sees in me the things she searched for
She believed it was what she needed
But who she sees is not me
 

I promised myself, that I'd deal with everything (everything)
Even during nice moments, I want to say I can't,
I tried everything!
 

I lied, I enjoyed not being
I created a world of illusions
 

To this world I always belong,
With fake people who I won't forget,
In a world that's a little superficial, I'm not alone!
 

I promised myself, that I'd deal with everything (everything)
Even during nice moments, I want to say I can't,
I tried everything!
 

I promised myself, that I'd deal with everything (everything)
Even during nice moments, I want to say I can't,
I tried everything!
 


2024.10.02.

I was gonna leave you today





Soon I won't remember anymore
How it feels like
When you fall asleep within your smell
I wouldn't remember even
How your face changes
When I call you 'pigeon, pigeon'
And you reply 'pigeon, pigeon'
 

I was gonna leave you today
I'm still here but I won't stay
The words frozen inside of me
You still don't know
 

Soon I'd be on the other side of this town
I'd wish that we'll never meet again
Your new love
And your new faces
They'd hurt me, ouch ouch
It hurts, ouch ouch
 

I was gonna leave you today
I'm still here but I won't stay
The words frozen inside of me
You still don't know
You still don't know
I was gonna leave you today
I'm still here but I won't stay
The words frozen inside of me
You still don't know
I was gonna leave you today
 


2024.10.02.

Lie to me, lie to me





I am pulling out wounds and tattoos
I am black, I know man, so please do not lie to me.
We were not brave and we are not young anymore.
I am afraid of home immigrants
 

Lie to me, lie me
Until the first snow falls.
Make me an addict, make me an addict
and then cure me, and then cure me.