Made in Romania [English translation]

About 2007...

If you're working day after day you won't have time for your kids,

Say then if you know, how you're going to educate them, how you're

going to be,

Besides them when it will be hard, when you're always missing,

And you're gonna cry, 'cause your son becomes a tramp...

He's serving alcohol around the block and inhales smoke after lights it up,

Sit like you don't know it all, when they all know him as a vagabond

And you don't know in which class he is, in B, in C or in D

You have to admit honestly that you still don't know the problems ..

You come home tired, take a shower, wife watches worried,

At the water meters, to see how much the hot water will cost,

It means that you're living in Romania, it's a strange thing,

And no one will be able ever to understand too well,

We're here, we're living poorly, and you're staring at your path,

And you realise that you've gone the wrong way, so it sucks.. really,

You left some years behind, you gone through everything,

unfortunately you have few rewards, leave the unfinished facts

And it pushes you,

When you look to see what you've put in your bag

Or count how many rates you give for what you've taken in your house

You're putting the bottles on the table, but you won't ever escape

the thought that you've left a whole list for another time ...

To live at a block, you're not comfortable, ... you feel that you don't have room

Like a claustrophobic, you're stressed 'cause you haven't advanced at all...

You're feeling like to burn it all and to leave, it's too ugly ...

But no path can't take you back to the past

Chorus x2 Nobody Else

What do you do when your life isn't really the way you've imagined and

You're realising that you have way too little from what you've wished

You're remembering your dreams, through what you've been, all

that it was...

Ombladon

Do what you must do, now as long as it'll still matter...

The poverty gets in your house more and more often

And it finds you, dreaming two hoes in latex

Go on and start working, say the ones looking at you

You hate them for this, that's why you don't have any complex

With an empty fridge , you're nurturing yourself with dreams

They create addiction, yet they're not prohibited

Friends want you, your enemies are dead, your parents will leave, women want your money ...

Rejected by society, at night with the boys

Be it a beer and be it a joint, you're strolling without friends,

With a car broken down, in which when it rains, it rains,

You don't give a fuck, of course ...It's not a new one,

You don't put much price on clothes, you just sit ...

And don't give two cents about anything ...'cause you don't

have them....

It's easy what I've said, forget it all....

But keep your head up, you're only an average Romanian.

Chorus x2

Ombladon:

Yo..

The way the dealer divides to the left and right the grams...

The same way life gives in left and right slaps

Watch out, life heats you up, breaks you, beats you and still

At the end of the days at your head "the cross puts it and" takes

from ya...the hope of being happy

That's why i'm feeling trapped in a war like a soldier from Kuwait

I lift up my enraged look, i see the light , it fades magically

I'm like a boomerang that returns into the dark...everlasting...

Surrounded of fake friends, of scalawags..

Of hoes of opposite sex...with an angelic face I say...

I'd cause to y'all so much pain, i'd fuck y'all in the mouth

I'd dump y'all in the forest , dressed in camouflage

Courage i have, don't have a job, i have a chainsaw, y'all run you

My soulmate is a bitch so I'm gonna put her to breathe with her

head in a bag...

Hhhaaa!

I don't need us, nor you need me and maybe ....

I'm gonna fuck everyone, everyone, everyone in the mouth! I still go over everyone

• Artist:Ombladon