Undeva-n Balkani [English translation]

We drink beer, wine

Not whisky and gin

We love to the fullest

The bribes, corruption

We don't know much

We're not joking

It's a tradition around here since we were little

We love to have dollars, we hate to have jobs

Why should I care about global warming?

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

Many problems, troubles

On our head, cousin

You think we like to continuously

Bin Laden to come,

To kidnap me - it's cool

For all in the country it'll bother them in the a**

We want money full, we don't rob banks, they're films

We give bribes because it's good and still works

Romanian style - without balaclavas, pistols

Because we're not in the American movies

Stress makes victims

Don't follow the news

At 5 o'clock, you're direct

With all the crimes

Is this, is this the life, I wanna live, I wanna carry on?

Is this, is this the life, I wanna live, I wanna carry on?

Is this, is this the life, do you wanna carry on?

Is this, is this the life, I wanna wanna get down.

We love negative people, prisoners

We protect them, we cherish better them than dictators

Gangsters are cool when they have money

But they become prisoners when they don't have coins

Americans ride fast with their cars

They hit our singers

Latin spirit, we love with big flame

Betrayed in Love is starring us, no space

Since the drugs are a big thing in club

Girls became nude faster and faster

Sex is everywhere, in staircases of blocks,

In class or at Private Spice non-stop

It's cool enough, minors are good enough

At age of majority, they want gang-bangs, not cake

Europe thought we came to visit it,

Surprise! We're here to invade it

Is this, is this the life, I wanna live, I wanna carry on?

Is this, is this the life, I wanna live, I wanna carry on?

Is this, is this the life, do you wanna carry on?

Is this, is this the life, I wanna wanna get down.

We don't care about the Gaza Strip or Iraq

Bring the fiddlers because I have a stack to throw

Because people want to hear their name in the microphone

And money falls, you'd think they're throwing it from the balcony

Every bitter person has at least a phone,

At least a branded piece of clothing, just to be a gentleman

Some drive more expensive cars than the house they sleep in

Spending money they don't have in clubs

We love sports, we play football

After matches, it ends in boxing, that's how it is with us

We're a big family; we have each other like brothers

But with problems, we know too well, we run away from one another

We have many churches because we sin a lot

Full of women, married out of interest

South-East, Romania, somewhere in the Balkans,

When you land in the airport, hold down on your money!

Is this, is this the life, I wanna live, I wanna carry on?

Is this, is this the life, I wanna live, I wanna carry on?

Is this, is this the life, do you wanna carry on?

Is this, is this the life, I wanna wanna get down.

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