Kabát — Ďábel a syn song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Ďábel a syn" by Kabát.
Lyrics
Sedim a koukám jak zvrácenej podzim
Stromům svlíká jejich šat
Poslouchám ptáky a jenom tak kouřim
Malinko chce se mi spát
Padá mi hlava pak cejtim jak někdo
Lehce mě za ruku vzal
Blázen či voják jak maškara divná
Tam stál
Já pozval ho dál
Měl špinavej kabát a v ruce flétnu
Oči jak zmrtvejch by vstal
Na botách bahno snad celýho světa
Tuhletu píseň mi hrál
Píseň co zpívám a vůbec vám nevím
Kde na ni akordy vzal
Jak sem tam seděl a koukal a kouřil
To já
Teprv ji psal
Povídá hochu vracim se z flámu
Hráli jsme karty se zdá
Partii pokera o budoucí vládu
Dík bohu vyhrál jsem já
Já měl z pekla štěstí a nebo pár trumfů v rukávu
Podvod — já vim
Chcete mě soudit tak dejte mě na kříž
Jsem váš
Ďábel a syn
Pak pomalu mluvil a ničil mě silou
Co od věků v sobě už má
Drtil mě pravdou a pouštěl mi žilou
Na závěr jen povídá
Bůh stvořil lásku a žal taky bolest
A já jenom ubohej chtíč
Fandim vám lidem nevím proč nemáš
Mě rád
Já poslal ho pryč
Sedim a koukám jak zvrácenej podzim
Stromům svlíká jejich šat
Poslouchám ptáky a jenom tak kouřim
A malinko chce se mi spát
Padá mi hlava pak cejtim jak někdo
Lehce mě za ruku vzal
Blázen či voják jak maškara divná
Tam stál
Tak pozvem ho dál
Lyrics translation
I'm sitting there watching this sick autumn
The trees are stripped of their garments
I listen to birds and just smoke
I'm a little sleepy.
My head's falling off and I feel like someone
He took my hand lightly
A fool or a soldier like masquerade
There he stood
I invited him in
He had a dirty coat and a flute in his hand
The eyes of the resurrected would rise
The mud on the shoes of the whole world
That's the song he played for me.
The song I sing and I don't know you at all
Where did the chords take on her
As he sat there and watched and smoked
It's me
He was just writing it.
Says the boy I'm back from binge
We played cards it seems
Poker game about the future government
Thank God I won
I got lucky From Hell or a few Trumps up my sleeve
Fraud-I vim
You want to judge me so put me on the cross
I'm yours
Devil and son
Then he slowly spoke and destroyed me with force
What has he had in him since the ages
He was crushing me with the truth and letting go of my veins
In conclusion, he just says
God created love and grief too pain
And I'm just pathetic lust
I root for you people I don't know why you don't
Love me
I sent him away
I'm sitting there watching this sick autumn
The trees are stripped of their garments
I listen to birds and just smoke
And I'm a little sleepy
My head's falling off and I feel like someone
He took my hand lightly
A fool or a soldier like masquerade
There he stood
Let's invite him in.