Uploaded May 2018 | Updated September 2026, 2 days ago

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ENGLISH TRANSLATION:
1. Hell’s Bushes

The bushes of hell, bushes, the bushes of hell, bushes, the bushes of hell, bushes!
The bushes of hell, bushes, the bushes of hell, bushes, the bushes of hell, bushes!

The bushes of hell, bushes, the bushes of hell, bushes, the bushes of hell, bushes!

The heck did you do?

The devil’s entanglement, a whirlwind of tomfoolery, a scrape without end, without head and tail…

No, mom, no! What did you do, mom? No, mom, no!

Puppy, puppy!

The bushes of hell, bushes, the bushes of hell, bushes, the bushes of hell, bushes!



2. The ranch

In the beginning was the mind’s pitchiness, then came the bill and only afterwards, the light…

The light came from the books filled with what some thought they heard on the road from the others.

The ranch!

The heck did you do?

When they found the money made by them as well, they decided to fence in.

This is how they made the state, in order to blemish the ranch.

The ranch! The ranch! The ranch! The ranch!

Yo, the ranch, yo!

The state comes from the verb “to stay”

The state comes from the verb “to stay”

The state comes from the verb “to stay”

The ranch! The ranch! The ranch! The ranch!

The ranch! What’s wrong, yo?!

In the ranch, the man threw all the fictions which don’t benefit anyone

… It comes from the verb “to stay”.

The ranch!

Where Drăgaica hung out with foam around her mouth, wearing cashmere panties…

There you find blackberries and bones,

Slimy femora…



The ranch is big and hypnotizing, have you ever seen such supermarket?

Here the mind and the pitchiness compress and the urine of a diseased man spreads over napkins, visual display units and statues erected for the house painters, the ranch is full of dimensions and forsaken guys who don’t have any convenience since they met you.



The ranch is sort of a cat, it doesn’t clean itself, it doesn’t clean its hair and never enriches, it looks exactly like hell.

The ranch is the devil!

The ranch is the man made out of the devil

The ranch is the devil, the ranch is the devil’s man, the ranch is the devil!



3. The life is a tram without turnout, riding from church to prison

Life is tram riding from church to prison…



The train arrives! Fuck your mother’s gods!

I don’t have enough space to crowd my children,

I bought them money and shower gel for this,

They washed themselves so much that they got intoxicated and the devil entered them.

I shall offer them an Adam’s apple so that they don’t cry of starvation anymore

And an egg from a monkey leg.

They don’t need a detox, they have the chakras open like the Iron Gates.

I also bought them a McFish from a Lipovan[5] woman

And now there are fractals growing form the toilet bowl.



They should push the wagons instead, so we can reach a new level

But they cannot do it!

Say your prayers, bow down!

But cannot do it!

Bow to god!

They pieced themselves into the check man’s mind

Say your prayers, bow down!

Which counts the flies in the compartment

Bow to god!

Say your prayers, bow down!

Until he notices the neighbour’s newspaper

Bow to god!

And recalls the army days.

Say your prayers, bow down!

And the neighbour opens a baby[6]

And now he started hallucinating as well.

Say your prayers, bow down!

And now he started hallucinating as well.



4. Turisturu feat. Aurică

The midpoint-necessity represents the deficiency of the whole

Too-good means the good’s enemy.

Two shopping bags collided while drifting to find a better place.

Come on, brother!

A better place!



Come with me if you want to eat, my friend!

Oh dear! Check this sucker, I will trick him!

Man, man, I take you, we go city centre, eat everything, good, nice,

Understand? Give money, I give, hey, hey.

Come on, no, no, piss off!

Ask him, yo, how much money he has!

You give me money, I pay,

Women, food, what you want? Poker?

Brothaaa!

Come on. Ten millions.

Say “no” to your dead people.

You give ten millions!

(Come on, brother!)

Where did that one come from, yo?

Trust, trust me, bro!

Come, I take you, place, Bucharest, millions, millions!

(Come on, brother!)

Damn my family, answer me, yo!

(What did you do, yo?)



5. World’s downfall

From the moment when he touched with its bald forehead the single sun ray which pierced through the smoky window of the maternity room located in the abandoned industrial city, he turned grey while watching the doctors smoking and shooting craps near him. The midwives were the doormen and the stray dogs wandering the former lumber mill.

He drank a mix of sawdust and powdered milk until he reached the beautiful age of the unfortunate childhood. His only happiness was the moment when he was not beaten.

He always bore the same thought: “It’s clear that every day I grow things at the edge of the failure.”