Nu În Balcani - Parazitii

Garcea casca vorbind sub casca

Putem asocia vizual cu fantoma lui p**a fleasca

Europa si-o ia la m**e

Nu vrea sa recunoasca

Ca si.

a vazut doar interesele si nu poa' sa recunoasca

Va lasam si noi vreo 14 ani la mila lu' Stalin

Sau in lagar 30 de ani pe insula Sahalin

Inca muscam si-avem venin

Hai sa ne trezim!

Cand o sa intre Istanbul in Europa, noi o sa iesim

Aveti 2 la geografie, suntem la nord de Balcani

Si manca-mi-ati p**a vesnic, romanii nu sunt tigani!

N. avem regi sau imparati, caci am fost abandonati

Cand mureau pe front bunicii nostri inghetati

Ati fugit cu totii intr-un exil de lux sa luptati ptr noi

Iar noi acum.

ne cautam eroi

Post comunistii ne-au vandut si ne-au vandut si tara

Si vezi copii de 14 ani purtand tricou cu Cheguevara

Manca-mi.

ati p**a toti in o mie si una de nopti de vara

N-am suflet, n-am sange, n-am apucaturi de cioara

Nu traim in Balcani, studiati istoria reala.

Nu cea din scoala

De ce alegeti mereu calea usoara?

Patrulati in 4 labe, v. ati pierdut umoru

Plangeti toti ca niste p***e, cu Lupus taiati sonoru

Esti erou in Romania

Esti un soclu de muste

Ai ceva nespus de bun de spus.

vor sa te-mpuste

Posteritatea ne va intoarce posterioru'

Si atunci fiind foarte praf o sa-i dam cu picioru'

Esti erou in Romania

Esti un soclu de muste

Ai ceva nespus de bun de spus.

vor sa te-mpuste

Posteritatea ne va intoarce posterioru'

Si atunci fiind foarte praf o sa-i dam cu picioru'

He was wearing a helmet talking under his helmet

We can visually associate it with the ghost of his fleas

Europe is taking it seriously

He doesn't want to admit it

As.

he saw only the interests and could not recognize them

We leave you for about 14 years at the mercy of Stalin

Or in the camp for 30 years on the island of Sakhalin

We still bite and have venom

Let's wake up!

When Istanbul enters Europe, we will leave

You have 2 in geography, we are north of the Balkans

And eat me forever, Romanians are not gypsies!

N. we have kings or emperors, for we have been abandoned

When our frozen grandparents died on the front

You all fled into a luxurious exile to fight for us

And us now.

we are looking for heroes

After the communists sold us and sold us the country

And you see 14-year-olds wearing a T-shirt with Cheguevara

I miss you.

you all fuck in a thousand and one summer nights

I don't have a soul, I don't have blood, I don't have a crow's grip

We do not live in the Balkans, study real history.

Not the one in school

Why do you always choose the easy way?

Patrol on all fours, you've lost your temper

You all cry like shit, with Lupus cut the sound

You are a hero in Romania

You're a fly

You have something very good to say.

they want to shoot you

Posterity will turn us back '

And then, being very dusty, we'll kick them. '

You are a hero in Romania

You're a fly

You have something very good to say.

they want to shoot you

Posterity will turn us back '

And then, being very dusty, we'll kick them. '