Vama Veche - Fericire
Progresam si uitam, sa fim fericiti,
Ingropam bucurii, intr-o mare de biti,
Nu te mai poti ascunde, esti mult prea conectat,
Nu mai poti sa fii singur, esti identificat,
Nu mai poti sa refuzi,nu te lasa sa crezi,
Te invata sa-ti cauti iubirea pe net,
Viata este viteza,nu mai poti sa te-opresti,
Te strivesc cei din urma daca incetinesti,
Cineva sa opreasca invazia de biti,
Cineva sa ne faca din nou fericiti. Fericire-i cand iarba apare,
Fericire-i cand raza de soare,
Intra-n cort si iti mangaie fata,
Aeru-i sarat. Fericire-i o sticla de vin,Vama Veche - Fericire - http://motolyrics.com/vama-veche/fericire-lyrics-english-translation.html
Fericire e cerul senin ,
Intr-o zi in care ai hotarat
Sa alergi pe camp. Fericire-i cand puiul de om
Vrea in brate si moare de somn,
Fericire-i cand frunzele cad
La un picnic in parc. Fericire-i cand iti amintesti ,
Cat de fericit esti cand iubesti,
Fericire-i cand dormi tu la ea ,
Chiar pe canapea. Fericire e cand tatal tau,
Te invita la el in birou,
Si deschide o sticla de bere,
First beer from your life
Fericiti, fericiti
Vama Veche - Fericire (English translation)
We progress and we forget to be happy
We bury joy in a big wave of bites
You cannot hide anymore, you're too connected
You cannot be alone, you're indentificated
You cannot refuse, they don't let you to believe
They teach you to search your love on the net
Life is speed, you cannot stop
those behind you crush you if you slow down
Someone to stop the invasion of bites
Someone to make us again happy
happines is when the grass appears
Happiness is when the beam of sun
Come in the wigwam and touched your face
And the air is salt
Happines is a bottle of wineVama Veche - Fericire - http://motolyrics.com/vama-veche/fericire-lyrics-english-translation.html
Happiness is the clean sky
In the day when you decided
To run in the camp
Happines is when the little human
Wants to be hugged and wants to sleep
Happiness is when the leaves fall
on a picnic in the park
Happines is when you rememer
How happy are you when you love
Happiness is when you sleep at her
even on the sofa
Happiness is when your father
Invites you in his bureau
And opens a bottle with beer
Prima bere din viata ta.
happy, happy