Periculos - Cheloo, Fritz

Visati revolutii blestemand in pahar

Cu pistolu' descarcat incuiat in sertar

Romania, penitenciar in aer liber

In umbra Caraimanului asteptam un nou lider

Liber nu sunt, fericit nu sunt, n’am cum

Raman un huligan, refractat si nebun

Democratie e o forma de comunism gretos

Iar balanta justitiei, un cantar mincinos

Parlamentu e o farsa, il gasesti dupa miros

Hotii la cravata scapa prin usa din dos

Guvernul e o hiena, paznic la morga Revolutiei

Amana sistematic gasirea solutiei

Puterea ne prosteste cu limbaj de lemn

Atrage politisti saraci, mercenari pentru sistem

Nu ma tem sa infrunt viitorul incert

Eu vad, eu nu uit, eu nu iert…

R: (x2)

Pericol, sunt un pericol, sunt un pericol

Nu ma poti cumpara, sunt un pericol pentru linistea ta

Strofa 2: Cheloo

Amară-i painea mancata aici cu noduri

Castiga alegerile cine cumpara mai multe voturi

Presa scrie liber despre violuri si crime

Si saruta’n bot partidu care cotizeaza mai bine

Jandarmi platiti de noi ne bat in cap la meciuri

Cum bateau securistii partizanii in beciuri

La 4 ani votati in sila, in spume, in gluma

Imbratisand increzator acelasi tip ce ciuma

Casa Poporului e un stup de trantori obezi

Biserica e un loc in care te rogi, platesti si lucrezi

Cum ar fi daca te-as trezi cand visezi frumos

Si ai incepe brusc sa vezi, ai fi si tu periculos?

Ura mea arde cand prostia sufoca vointa

Sa-ti fie betonu usor, respecta-mi dorinta

Nu ma tem sa infrunt viitorul incert

Eu vad, eu nu uit, eu nu iert…

Pericol, sunt un pericol, sunt un pericol

Nu ma poti cumpara, sunt un pericol pentru linistea ta

Dream of revolutions cursing in the glass

With the pistol unloaded locked in the drawer

Romania, open-air penitentiary

In the shadow of Caraiman we are waiting for a new leader

I'm not free, I'm not happy, I can't

I remain a hooligan, refractory and crazy

Democracy is a form of communism

And the balance of justice, a lying scales

Parliament and a farce, you can find it by smell

The thieves in the tie escape through the back door

The government is a hyena, guarding the morgue of the Revolution

Systematically postpones finding the solution

Power fools us with wooden language

Attract poor cops, mercenaries to the system

I am not afraid to face the uncertain future

I see, I don't forget, I don't forgive…

R: (x2)

Danger, I'm a danger, I'm a danger

You can't buy me, I'm a danger to your peace

Verse 2: Cheloo

Bitter the bread eaten here with knots

Whoever buys more votes wins the election

The press writes freely about rape and murder

And kisses on the muzzle of a party that pays better

Gendarmes paid by us beat us in the head at matches

How the security guards beat the partisans in the cellars

At the age of 4, you vote in force, in foam, in joke

Embracing the same plague guy confidently

The People's House is a hive of obese drones

The church is a place where you pray, pay and work

Like if I woke you up when you dreamed beautifully

And you suddenly start to see, would you be dangerous too?

My hatred burns when stupidity suffocates the will

Let your concrete be light, respect my wish

I am not afraid to face the uncertain future

I see, I don't forget, I don't forgive…

Danger, I'm a danger, I'm a danger

You can't buy me, I'm a danger to your peace