Lyrics and translation Gazda Paja - Pusti Majko

Pusti Majko

Pusti, majko, sina neka pije
Vidiš da mu ni do čega nije
Neka pije, niko da ne čuje
Kako mu je

Ima drugove što nose stvari nove (Stvari nove)
Stvari nove i stare telefone
Duboke rane, treba im šnajder
Kreću se po kraju kao Peaky fucking Blinders
Duge lajne, duge kajle
Fila i Nike, ništa dizajner
Autsajder, spaja kraj sa krajem
Od Dunava do Majne, čuva skupe tajne

Pusti, majko, sina neka pije
Vidiš da mu ni do čega nije
Neka pije, niko da ne čuje
Kako mu je

Pusti, majko, sina neka pije
Vidiš da mu ni do čega nije
Neka pije, niko da ne čuje
Kako mu je

Troši dane na piće i kafane
Po tri dana ne može da stane
A on ludi se kada sunce svane
Oko njega male, đilkoši, budale
A džaba mu pričaš, džaba mu sve to
Džaba kad on radi, radi sve po svom
Ma ne kune ga majka zato što je pio
Već što se propio

Pusti, majko, sina neka pije
Vidiš da mu ni do čega nije
Neka pije, niko da ne čuje
Kako mu je

Pusti, majko, sina neka pije
Vidiš da mu ni do čega nije
Neka pije, niko da ne čuje
Kako mu je

Let Him Drink, Mother

Let him drink, Mother, let your son drink
You see that he's not interested in anything
Let him drink, so no one can hear
How he is

He has friends who wear new things (New things)
Old and new things, old phones
Deep wounds, they need a tailor
They roam the streets like Peaky fucking Blinders
Long lines, long spliffs
Fila and Nike, nothing designer
Outsider, connecting ends with ends
From the Danube to the Main, keeping secrets safe

Let him drink, Mother, let your son drink
You see that he's not interested in anything
Let him drink, so no one can hear
How he is

Let him drink, Mother, let your son drink
You see that he's not interested in anything
Let him drink, so no one can hear
How he is

He spends days on drinks and coffee
For three days he can't stop
And he gets mad when the sun rises
Surrounded by petty criminals, hustlers, fools
But you can't talk sense into him, it's all in vain
In vain, because he works, he does everything his way
His mother doesn't curse him for drinking
But for being a drunkard

Let him drink, Mother, let your son drink
You see that he's not interested in anything
Let him drink, so no one can hear
How he is

Let him drink, Mother, let your son drink
You see that he's not interested in anything
Let him drink, so no one can hear
How he is