Lyrics and translation JELENA KARLEUŠA - Muškarac Koji Mrzi Žene

Muškarac Koji Mrzi Žene

Fantazija celog kraja bila je mala ta,
Jednu noc na pogresnog je ona naletela.
Odtad je puna fobija i ide kod psihologa,
Al uzalud nije se, nije izlecila.

Samo napred bicu tvoja kazna
Da unistim ti zivot, vise volim od orgazma.
Otrovne su reci moje, olovne su misli moje,
U ocima ti vidim da pocinjes da mrzis me.

Bolje ti je rat, nego nego sa mnom pakt
I zato bolje ti je grob,
Nego da si meni rob i zato:
Hajmo zmurke, hajmo ra-ta-ta,
Hajmo ruski rulet, ne ne ne plasi se sta ti je.

REF.
Muskarac koji mrzi zene
Posle mene postaces ti.
Iscupacu ti srce
Neces to ni osetiti.

Reci da me volis, reci da me zelis,
I da nisam kriva sto ti nanosim zlo.
Ja sam samo mali zbir,
Onoga sto mi se pre dogodilo.

Fantazija celog kraja bila je mala ta,
Jednu noc na pogresnog je ona naletela.
Odtad je puna fobija i ide kod psihologa,
Al uzalud nije se, nije izlecila.

Bolje ti je rat, nego nego sa mnom pakt
I zato bolje ti je grob,
Nego da si meni rob i zato:
Hajmo zmurke, hajmo ra-ta-ta,
Hajmo ruski rulet, ne ne ne plasi se sta ti je.

Man Who Hates Women

The fantasy of the whole place was that little one,
One night she ran into the wrong one.
Since then, she's been full of phobias and seeing a psychologist,
But in vain, she hasn't been cured, she hasn't been cured.

I'll be your punishment going forward
I'd rather destroy your life than an orgasm.
My words are venomous, my thoughts are leaden,
I can see in your eyes that you're starting to hate me.

War is better for you than a pact with me
And that's why the grave is better for you,
Than for you to be my slave, and therefore:
Let's blink, let's go ra-ta-ta,
Let's play Russian roulette, no no no don't be scared what's wrong with you.

REF.
Man who hates women
You'll become one after me.
I'll rip your heart out
You won't even feel it.

Say you love me, say you desire me,
And that I'm not to blame for the evil I do to you.
I'm just a little sum,
Of what happened to me before.

The fantasy of the whole place was that little one,
One night she ran into the wrong one.
Since then, she's been full of phobias and seeing a psychologist,
But in vain, she hasn't been cured, she hasn't been cured.

War is better for you than a pact with me
And that's why the grave is better for you,
Than for you to be my slave, and therefore:
Let's blink, let's go ra-ta-ta,
Let's play Russian roulette, no no no don't be scared what's wrong with you.