Undeva-n Balkani [English translation]

W drink beer, wine

Not whiskey & gin,

We love to the fullest

The bribe, the corruption

There's a lot that we don;t know,

W don't joke,

It's been a tradition around here since we were little

We love to have the dollars, we hate to have jobs

What do I care about global warming

We want dollars, dollars, the whales die of easy life

A lot of problems, troubles

On our had, brother (literally it's cousin)

Sa ne lovim de ele? - You think we like to keep hitting ourselves to them?

Let Bin Laden come

And kidnap me, i's cool, it's nule

(IT MEANS THAT NOBODY IN THE COUNTRY WILL CARE, literally : everybody in the country will have a pain in the ***)

We want full money, we don;t rob banks, those are movies

We fool people and it still works

The romanian style without weapons, guns

Cause we're not in american movies

Stress generates victims

You don;t watch the news

At five o'clock, you;re on air

With all the murders

I wanna live, I wanna carry on

I wanna live, I wanna carry on

Do you wanna carry on

I wanna, wanna get down

We love the negative characters, the criminals

We protect them, we honor them worse than we do with dictators

Villains are tricky when they have money

But they become criminals when they don't have the money

The americans ride fast in their cars

Singers and female singers hit us

Latin spirit, we love passionately

'Betrayed in love' (it's a tv show) is directed, with us there's no place

Since strong drugs, clubs are awesome

The girls become nudes faster

Sex is everywhere, in block halls

In classrooms ot at Private Spice non stop

It's really cool, minors are really hot,

At their 18th birthday they want gang bang, not cake,

Europe thought that we came to visit,

The surprise is : we're here to invade it

I wanna live, I wanna carry on

I wanna live, I wanna carry on

Do you wanna carry on

I wanna, wanna get down

We don;t care about Gaza or Irak

Bring on the singers cause i got money to throw away

People want to hear their names in the microphone

And money flows as they were throwing it from the balcony

Any slumdog has at least a cellphone

At least one label clothing piece, so that he could be a 'gentleman'

Some drive more expensive cars than the house they live in

They spend in clubs even the money they don;t have

We love sports, we play football,

Games finish with boxes, that's our way

We're a big family, we get along like brothers

But when it comes to problems, we know we run away from each other

We have lots of churches cause we often sin

They're full of women married out of interest

South-East, Romania, Somewhere in the Balkans

When u land on the airport, hold on to your money.

I wanna live, I wanna carry on

I wanna live, I wanna carry on

Do you wanna carry on?

I wanna, wanna get down. (x2

• Artist:Puya
• Album:Romanisme - partea 1-a (Romanisme - 1st part)