Vama Veche "Prolog" lyrics

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Prolog

Mai e o clipa pina cind glontul imi va mingia timpla dreaptaTacut si trist singurul meu prieten sta pe teava si-asteapta.Am auzit ca-n astfel de momente poti sa-ti vezi viata toata,Am sa-nchid ochii ca sa vad filmul asta prost macar o data:

Mai e o clipa pina cind glontul imi va mingia timpla dreapta

Am sa ma nasc si-am sa tip si-am sa strig, mama zimbeste si-asteaptaImi curge singe din genunchi, e prima zi de scoalaam trei cucuie,Doamna ma-ntreaba un mar plus o para, raspund o gutuie.

Mai e o clipa pina cind glontul imi va mingia timpla dreapta

E ziua mea si pe pat corzile si chitara m-asteaptaTrei galigani imi cer bani, pumnii-s grei pumnii-s tari cad in noapteO intilnesc ies cu ea la un suc, ne plimbam - doua soapte

Mai e o clipa pina cind glontul imi va mingia timpla dreapta

Buzele mele, pielea ei, trupul nostru, un fior ne strabateCu sapte-am luat bacul ma bucur, golesc sticla toataPe masa-I hirtia semnata, mama plinge, ma cheama-n armata!

Mai e o clipa pina cind glontul imi va mingia timpla dreapta

Toti: hai ma, cinta-ne cintecu ala pe care l-ai facut tuA ndrei: nu ma ca nu-I cine stie ce!Toti: hai ma am optispe ani la na nana la la la aaa

Prologue

There's just a moment till the bullet will caress my right templeSad and alone, my only friend sits in the barrel and waitsI've heard that at times like this you can see your whole lifeI'm gonna close my eyes to see this bad movie one more time:

There's just a moment till the bullet will caress my right temple

I'm gonna be born and I'll scream and I'll shout, mom smiles and waitsMy knee is bleeding, it's the first day of school, I have three bumps on my headTeacher asks me (how much) is an apple plus a pear, I reply a quince

There's just a moment till the bullet will caress my right temple

It's my birthday and on my bed the strings and the guitar are waitingThree bullies ask me for money, fists are hard, fists are heavy, they fall through the nightI meet her, drink a juice, we walk - two wispers

There's just a moment till the bullet will caress my right temple

My lips, her skin, our body, a shiver runs through itI took a seven at the baccalaureate, I down the whole bottleOn the table is a signed paper (document), mom cries I have been enlisted in the army

There's just a moment till the bullet will caress my right temple

Everybody: come on dude, sing that song you wroteAndrei: nope, it's not a big of a dealEverybody: come on: I'm only 18 years old la na nana la la la aaa...

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