Sfarsit de Septembrie - Hi-Q

Sfarsit de septembrie

Afara tot mai ploua

Parcul e pustiu

Ma-ntreb ce dracu fac aici

Ce dracu m-a lovit

Da cred ca eu, hm!

M-am indragostit

Va spun acum

Cum am ajuns asa

De plang cum n-am mai plans

In toata viata mea

Nu stiu ce sa fac

Cum sa ma descurc

Cu o tipa pentru care

Ochii ti se scurg.

O cheama… hmm!

La dracu, mai conteaza?

Prima oara am vazut-o

intr-o dupa-amiaza

intr-un bar, in oras

Si era ca acuma

Simpatica si sexy

Ce mai tura-vura

Sfarsit de septembrie

Afara tot ploua

Sunt singur in parc

Si nu stiu ce sa fac

II:

Am sperat in continuare

Ba am observat

Ca tipa nu e proasta

Nici nu m-a mirat

Dar intr-o noapte

Mai spre dimineata

Am vazut-o-n discoteca

C-un ratat in brate

Mi-a parut rau

Si m-am simtit pe-afara

Apoi mi-a mai trecut

La dracu!

viata ie amara

Cu toate astea insa

Eu n-o puteam uita

Pe ea pe-acea fata

Care imi placea.

Si blues-urile au inceput

Dansand cu ea n-am observat

Cum timpul a trecut

Despre viata si prieteni

Noi am tot vorbit

Iar pentru putin

Ca-n Rai eu m-am simtit.

III:

Ajuns acasa

Eu am tot visat, visat

La ea, la ea,

Parca eram beat

A 2-a zi in bar

In aceeasi piata

Am vazut-o c-un amic de-al meu

Putin schimbat la fata

Era trist c-a lui femeie

Verde ii daduse

Si atunci viata amara

Pe loc i se paruse.

Asa ca el plangea

De mila isi plangea

Iar ea era acolo

Poate-si revenea

Sfarsit de septembrie

Afara tot mai ploua

Parcul e pustiu

E numai mizerie in parc

Si-n sufletul meu

Pentru ca ea a crezut

Intr-o poveste de un leu

End of September

It was still raining outside

The park is deserted

I wonder what the hell I'm doing here

What the hell hit me

Yes, I think so, hm!

I fell in love

I'm telling you now

How did I get here?

To cry like I never cried

All my life

I do not know what to do

How can I handle it?

With a girl for whom

Your eyes are leaking.

Call her… hmm!

Hell, does that matter?

I saw her for the first time

one afternoon

in a bar in town

And it was like now

Cute and sexy

What a round trip

End of September

It was still raining outside

I'm alone in the park

And I do not know what to do

II:

I still hoped

I noticed

She's not a bad girl

It didn't even surprise me

But one night

Towards morning

I saw her at the nightclub

With a loser in his arms

I was sorry

And I felt outside

Then it passed me by

Fuck!

life is bitter

However

I couldn't forget her

On her face

Which I liked.

And the blues started

I didn't notice her dancing

How time has passed

About life and friends

We kept talking

And for a little while

I felt like in Heaven.

III:

Got home

I've been dreaming, dreaming

To her, to her,

I felt like I was drunk

2nd day in the bar

In the same market

I saw her with a friend of mine

Slightly changed face

He was sad as his wife

Green had given it to him

And then the bitter life

It seemed to him immediately.

So he was crying

He cried for pity

And she was there

Maybe he was recovering

End of September

It was still raining outside

The park is deserted

It's just dirt in the park

And in my soul

Because she believed

In a lion story