Am bani de dat [English translation]

I have money to give

I have debts (to pay) to the state

Alex :

oh no! I don’t have money in my pocket

i have not even a coin*

and i scream: “i don’t have money, i don’t have money!”

yooo! I’m just a vagabond

i have no money in my account

and i scream: “i don’t have money, i don’t have money!”

Smiley :

and yo! I left my house yesterday

i don’t know what do you want from me

but i say: “i don’t have money, i don’t have money!”

i know, and tommorow is the same

the wind is blowing in the wallet**

(let it go!) i don’t have money, i don’t have money!

the money are flying

I have money to give

I have debts (to pay) to the state

Alex :

it’s dust inside the safe deposit and also in my stomach

and i have nothing to …(hey!) eat

i don’t have money, i don’t have money!

Smiley :

but yes, i’m a romanian in my country

oficialy i’m just fine like this

but i don’t have money, i don’t have money!

I have money to give

I have debts (to pay) to the state

Don Baxter :

I drink again not why but just again

I have money to give to the state thousands of euro

but I give nothing to them, nop, no I don’t want

I have nothing (no property) on my name

now not that i would have a property on the sea side

i only have the dust on the big drum

who sounds like poc-poc poc-poc in my head

“you have money to give, but u have nothing to recieve”

so i act like Brigands of Seven horses

i get the girls on the horses like in “The kidnap from Serai”

i don’t take them to the palace, i take them to a friend

i put them telenovelas so they must do it very well

the money are flying

I have money to give

I have debts (to pay) to the state

Moga :

i have money, many many

a lot (of money) in a sock and under the mattress like chucho does

i’m lazy to count them during the day, all day long till night catches me

and the state doesn’t sleep, he makes you to check your account and to give his part

the fisc scares us all when knocks at the door

get’s stuck on you and you wanna burn him with the lighter like a louse

you have money to give, Tamara is not your aunt*****

you pay taxes for freedom but you stay in a cage

they don’t have manners, you act like you are asked to

you give everything you have in your purse without receiving a thing

the political class wants to make another reshuffle

and you, cousin, play the rhythm of manele on the heater

pamphlet for a broken system

you take a credit in order to pay a previous credit, it’s not fair

you are making fun of us and we poke you on the shoulder

you should’ve been beaten since you were younger

with the bat...continously