M-Am Nascut De Ziua Mea - Pavel Stratan

Eu cand ma-mbat, is bat

Cand merg ma tin de gard.

Dar daca gardul se termina,

Nu stiu ce-am sa fac.

Am sa ma iau in maini

Si am sa-mi fac un vant

Dar tot mai bine-i pe picioare

Cand te sprijini de pamant.

Dim neata capu-i greu

Dar eu mai vreau sa beu.

Dau cu mana pe sub perna

Oare unde-i capul meu?

Cata bautur-ast noapte am baut

N-am baut in viata mea

Eu cred ca-s unicul barbat

Care m-am nascut de ziua mea.

De fapt eu ziua mea,

Mi-o fac in fiecare zi,

Daca trebuie cate odata

Chiar de doua ori pe zi.

De-o vorba: ziua daca-mi cade ziua

Nu mi-o fac de tat.

Dar daca-mi ziua-mi cade noaptea

Noaptea iarasi ma imbat.

Ce-neteresante ganduri mi intra-n cap

Atunci numai cand beu

Nici nu stiu cum de cap in cap

Incap atatea-n capul meu.

Ori ca memoria ma ajuta,

Dar asta nu-i putin.

Ce-i drept, eu am memorie, numai

Nu tin minte unde-o tin.

Daca doctorii m-or prinde,

Stiu ce mi-or propune-amu

Ori traiesc putin — dar bine,

Ori mai mult — dar bine nu.

Eu, de-o vorba, pentru mine

De-acum mi-am ales ce-am vrut:

Sa traiesc mai mult — dar bine

Si sa beau cum am baut.

Beau si eu, ca moldovanul,

Patru ori pe an, ian zii:

La Craciun, de Hram, la Paste

Si in fiecare zi.

Eu cand beau intotdeauna,

Niciodata nu ma-nervez.

Ma-nervez atuncea numai

Cand nu pot sa ma-nervez.

Doamne, ce se-ntampla aicea

De-s asa de multe feti?

Oare-n seara asta

Am sa dovedesc sa beau cu tati?

Cred ca da.

Pentru ca eu

Intotdeauna dovedesc

Inaintea lor de-aicea

Dupa dansele sa ies.

Dar pana cand mai este cand

Si inca nimeni n-a plecat

Beau, fumez, mai nu stiu ce

Cand ma trezesc d amu is beat.

Si eu de asta nu-nteleg:

«Mai, ce tot beau asa gustos,

De se duce tot in cap,

De parca-s bea cu capu-n jos?»

Cand dau din bar sa 'intru'-afara

Si-ncep cu umbra sa ma-ntrec,

Eu inteleg ca-ncep sa inteleg

Ca nica nu-nteleg.

Da principalu-i important

Ca unde m-am pornit m-am dus

Si daca am ajuns acasa,

Acasa-nseamna c-am ajuns.

Si chiar de-o sa ma-ntrebe tata unde-am fost

Ii spun si ce-am facut:

'Am baut la bar cu Ghita,

Ei, si ce daca-am baut?

Si cu fetele-am baut

Si unde-am fost ma duc si maine

Stii ce-am mai facut cu fetele, tata?

Sss rusine!'

When I'm drunk, I'm beaten

When I walk I hold on to the fence.

But if the fence ends,

I don't know what to do.

I'll take it in hand

And I'm going to wind up

But he's getting better on his feet

When you lean on the ground.

It's hard to say goodbye

But I still want to drink.

I run my hand under the pillow

Where's my head?

How many drinks did I drink tonight

I've never drunk in my life

I think I'm the only man

Which I was born for my birthday.

Actually my birthday

I do it every day,

If necessary once

Even twice a day.

In a word: the day if my day falls

I'm not kidding.

But if my day falls, my night falls

I got drunk again at night.

What uninteresting thoughts enter my head

Only when I drink

I don't even know how to head

They fit so well in my head.

Or that memory helps me,

But that's not a small thing.

Honestly, I only have memory

I don't remember where I keep it.

If the doctors catch me,

I know what they're proposing to me

Or I live a little - but okay,

Or more - but not well.

I, for one, for myself

From now on I have chosen what I wanted:

To live longer - but fine

And to drink as I drank.

I drink, like the Moldovan,

Four times a year, ian days:

At Christmas, by Hram, at Easter

And every day.

When I always drink,

I never get nervous.

I only get nervous then

When I can't get nervous.

God, what's going on here

Why are there so many girls?

Maybe tonight

Will I prove to drink with Daddy?

I think so.

Because I

I always prove it

Before them from here

After the dances I go out.

But until when

And no one has left yet

I drink, I smoke, I don't know what else

When I wake up I'm drunk.

That's why I don't understand:

"May I keep drinking so tasty,

If everything goes in your head,

Do I feel like I'm drinking upside down? ”

When I walk out of the bar, I go in

And I start to overtake with the shadow,

I understand that I am beginning to understand

I don't understand anything.

Yes, the main one is important

Like where I started I went

And if I got home,

It means I'm home.

And my father will even ask me where I was

I also tell him what I did:

'I drank at the bar with Ghita,

Well, what if I drank?

And I drank with the girls

And where I was I go tomorrow

Do you know what I did with the girls, Dad?

Sss shame! '