Buty - Krtek
V zemi se narodil krtek.
Tam svoje mleko sal,
Do pusy vlezla mu hlina
A on ji vykuckal,
Je, chtel se na ni podivat,
Ale byla tam tma.
"Ty nikdy nebudes videt,"
Rekla mu maminka.
Zamestnavam pana
Se zlutym sakem,
Do prace mi nosi
Fajfku s tabakem.
S tabakem, co voni,
Presne nevim cim.
V dusi se mi honi
Jeho saka stin.
Pan se zlutym sakemButy - Krtek - http://motolyrics.com/buty/krtek-lyrics-english-translation.html
Mi sirku rozhori,
Zapalim si fajfku
A plynne hovorim.
Hovorim a kourim,
Bajky vypravim.
A v tom koure dymu
Nahle uvidim:
UFO, sifon,
Milan, silon.
To pekne zapada:
Kytka, lopata.
Lopata do zeme jede,
Otvira se skvirka,
Vidime normalni nebe.
Vsichni, az na krtka.
FAJRONT
Buty - The mole (English translation)
A mole was born inside the ground,
and there he sucked his milk,
some soil got into his mouth
and he coughed it out,
he wanted to have a look at it,
but it was too dark in there,
"You will never be able to see,"
his mum told him.
I employ a gentleman
in a yellow jacket,
who brings me a pipe
and tobacco to work
That tobacco has a nice smell,
a smell I can not really define,
there is his jacket's shadow
flying in my soul
This gentlemen in a yellow jacketButy - Krtek - http://motolyrics.com/buty/krtek-lyrics-english-translation.html
lights up a match for me
and I light up my pipe,
leading a coherent conversation,
talking and smoking,
fables telling,
and suddenly, in that smoky fume,
I spot:
Ufo, siphon,
Milan, nylon,
what a nice coherence,
flower, shovel
The shovel enters the earth,
a little crack opens up,
we all see an ordinary sky,
we all do, apart from the mole