Cureaua - Pavel Stratan

Eu ma intorc acasa beat,

Cu cine ma-ntalnesc ma bat,

Da' tata prin ograda merge…

Bine nu-i!

El niciodata n-a incercat

Sa se apuce de fumat,

Dar azi, imi pare ca ar sa-ncerce…

Treaba lui!

E pentru prima oara cand

Il vad pe tatal meu fumand

Si fara somn la ora asta.

Am doua garduri de sarit,

S-ajung de unde am fugit,

Deschisa dac-ar fi fereastra.

Cu cat de gard mai greu ma tin,

Cu-atat noroc e mai putin

Da' de ma prinde tata-i jale…

D’amu’am spus!

El nici amu n-a priceput

Cureaua cu care m-a batut,

De ce-i taiata bucatele

Si eu nu-s!

E pentru prima oara cand

Il vad pe tatal meu fumand

Si fara somn la ora asta.

Am doua garduri de sarit,

S-ajung de unde am fugit,

Deschisa dac-ar fi fereastra.

E pentru prima oara cand

Il vad pe tatal meu plangand

Si fara somn la ora asta.

Am doua garduri de sarit,

S-ajung de unde m-am pornit,

Deschisa dac-ar fi fereastra.

I'm coming home drunk,

I fight who I meet,

Yes, my father walks through the yard…

It's not good!

He never tried

Quit smoking,

But today, I think he would try

His job!

It's the first time

I see my father smoking

And no sleep at this hour.

I have two jumping fences,

I get where I ran from,

Open if the window.

The harder the fence holds me,

The less luck there is

My father is sorry for me…

I told you so!

He didn't even understand

The belt with which he beat me,

Why cut his pieces

And I'm not!

It's the first time

I see my father smoking

And no sleep at this hour.

I have two jumping fences,

I get where I ran from,

Open if the window.

It's the first time

I see my father crying

And no sleep at this hour.

I have two jumping fences,

I get where I started,

Open if the window.