Frustrarea - F.Charm, Dare

O vorba mare mi-a zis tata

Si m-am lovit de ea toata viata

Cand ajungi sus, ei se vad prea jos

In spate te vorbesc urat, in fata frumos

C-asa-i aproapele meu, un om cu suflet mare

Se bucura prea tare si pare ca il doare

Si pune pe rana sare, in ochi are doar frustrare

Ca-l mananca gelozia cand unu are si el n-are

Si-l vad cum se consuma-n el

Ca de ce dracu am eu mai mult ca el in portofel!

Oamenii-s facuti sa se iubeasca

Dar oamenii sunt javre, ce-asteapta sa loveasca

Oamenii pot sa te duca sus

Dar vezi ca oamenii-o sa strige ca ei acolo te-au pus

Tata mi-a zis: Bogdane-asculta bine

Astia se hranesc cu ce ai mai bun in tine

N-ai sa-i vezi vreodata, cu stomacul gol

Ca e plin cu durerea ta si frustrarea lor!

Tatal meu imi spune

Sa nu mai cred in lume

Frustrarea e o boala

Sora cu invidia

Tatal meu imi spune

Ca frustrarea lasa urme

Si lumea ma raneste doar sa-mi vada lacrima

Strofa 2:

Cine te pune sa mananci cu pofta de sub unghie?

Si ura te-mpinge sa-ti pui de gat o franghie

Omule ce te-ncalzeste daca pic in hau?

Cand soarta ma loveste, tu ma impingi mai rau?!

Pana si industria e plina de frustrare:

«Eu nu fac feat.

cu ala, ca-i fac numele prea mare»

Doar frustrati de calitate, oameni plini de caracter

Se stiu ei mult prea bine, la cine ma refer

Alti oameni cu principii se uita si-n curtea ta

Ti-ar vrea hainele, masina chiar si pe nevasta-ta

Se bucura daca banca vine casa sa ti-o ia

Ca doarme mai bine noaptea cu nefericirea ta

Omul se macina, din orice pricina, te vrea-n paragina

Viata lui se clatina, din sarcina vrea platina

Imi iau valiza plec sa caut niste soare

Sa stau macar o clipa, ferit de animale

Tatal meu imi spune

Sa nu mai cred in lume

Frustrarea e o boala

Sora cu invidia

Tatal meu imi spune

Ca frustrarea lasa urme

Si lumea ma raneste doar sa-mi vada lacrima

My father told me a big word

And I've hit her all my life

When you get to the top, they look too low

In the back I speak ugly, in the face beautiful

That's how my neighbor is, a man with a big heart

He is overjoyed and seems to be in pain

And he puts salt on the wound, in his eyes he has only frustration

That jealousy eats him when one has and he does not have

And I see it consumed in it

Why the hell do I have more than him in my wallet!

People are made to love each other

But people are bastards waiting to hit

People can take you upstairs

But you see people shouting that they put you there

My father said to me: Bogdane, listen carefully

They feed on the best in you

You'll never see them on an empty stomach

That it is full of your pain and frustration!

My father tells me

Stop believing in the world

Frustration is a disease

Sister with envy

My father tells me

That frustration leaves traces

And the world only hurts me to see my tears

Verse 2:

Who makes you eat with appetite under your fingernails?

And hatred pushes you to put a rope around your neck

Man, what warms you up a little?

When fate strikes me, do you push me worse ?!

Even the industry is full of frustration:

«I don't do feat.

with that, because I make his name too big »

Just frustrated by quality, people full of character

They know each other all too well, who I mean

Other people with principles look in your yard

He would like your clothes, the car, even your wife

He is happy if the bank comes to take your house

That he sleeps better at night with your unhappiness

The man grinds himself, for whatever reason, he wants you in ruins

His life is faltering, he wants platinum from pregnancy

I take my suitcase and go look for some sun

Stay for at least a moment, away from animals

My father tells me

Stop believing in the world

Frustration is a disease

Sister with envy

My father tells me

That frustration leaves traces

And the world only hurts me to see my tears