Corba - Banda - Übersetzung des Liedtextes ins Englische

Banda - CorbaÜbersetzung ins Englische




Banda
Band
Ulica mi daje sve
The streets give me everything
Noćas vadim svoj štek
Tonight I'm taking out my cane
Globus mi je u ruci
The world is in my hands
Obilazim svet
I travel the world
Ona nece vise s njima
She doesn't want to be with them anymore
Ona nece vise fejk
She doesn't want to be a fake anymore
Ja sam ptica s jednim krilom
I'm a bird with one wing
Sto je pokidala let
Which has broken its flight
Za mene ne brini
Don't worry about me
U mome krugu stoje lojalni
Loyal people stand in my circle
U šteku euri i dolari
Euros and dollars in my stash
Đavolu dušu nismo prodali
we didn't sell our souls to the devil
Magla ovde gori sve svuda je vatra
The fog burns everything here, there's fire everywhere
Sa ulice banda, ekran banda
Gang from the streets, gang on the screen
Skupo ću naplatiti sve
I will make them pay dearly for everything
Magla ovde gori sve svuda je vatra
The fog burns everything here, there's fire everywhere
Sa ulice banda,ekran banda
Gang from the streets, gang on the screen
Skupo ću naplatiti sve
I will make them pay dearly for everything
Sanjao sam palme
I dreamed of the palms
Živeo sam mordor
I lived in Mordor
Danas vodim te u Pariz
Today I'm taking you to Paris
Sutra palimo za London
Tomorrow we're flying to London
Volim da gledam je bosu
I like to see her barefoot
Čupam je za kosu
I pull her by her hair
Palimo palimo stotku
We smoke a hundred
Svi se šibaju po nosu
Everyone snorts cocaine
Ulica mi daje sve
The streets give me everything
Noćas vadim svoj štek
Tonight I'm taking out my cane
Globus mi je u ruci
The world is in my hands
Obilazim svet
I travel the world
Ona neće više s njima
She doesn't want to be with them anymore
Ona neće više fejk
She doesn't want to be a fake anymore
Ja sam ptica s jednim krilom
I'm a bird with one wing
Sto je pokidala let
Which has broken its flight
Za mene ne brini
Don't worry about me
U mome krugu stoje lojalni
Loyal people stand in my circle
U steku euri i dolari
Euros and dollars in my stash
Đavolu dušu nismo prodali
we didn't sell our souls to the devil
Magla ovde gori sve svuda je vatra
The fog burns everything here, there's fire everywhere
Sa ulice banda, ekran banda
Gang from the streets, gang on the screen
Skupo ću naplatiti sve
I will make them pay dearly for everything
Magla ovde gori sve svuda je vatra
The fog burns everything here, there's fire everywhere
Sa ulice banda, ekran banda
Gang from the streets, gang on the screen
Skupo ću naplatiti sve
I will make them pay dearly for everything





Autoren: Glisa, Haris Rahmanovic, Milan Jankovic Corba


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