If 6 Was 9 [Romanian translation]

Yeah, sing the song, Bro

If the sun refuse to shine

I don't mind, I don't mind

If the mountains fell in the sea

let it be, it ain't me

Alright, 'cos I got my own world to look through

And I ain't gonna copy you

Now if 6 turned out to be 9

I don't mind, I don't mind

Alright, if all the hippies cut off all their hair

I don't care, I don't care

Dig, 'cos I got my own world to live through

And I ain't gonna copy you

White collared conservative flashing down the street

Pointing their plastic finger at me

They're hoping soon my kind will drop and die

But I'm gonna wave my freak flag high, high

Wave on, wave on

Fall mountains, just don't fall on me

Go ahead on Mr. Business man, you can't dress like me

Sing on Brother, play on drummer