Lyrics and translation Marlon Brutal - Borba

Borba

Noćas mi se ne spava
Tri sam čaše popio i naviru mi sećanja
Kako živim sad, šta radio sam nekada
Ništa osim istine u naduvanim pesmama
Dva'es prvi – ništa da se s tim zajebavaš
Novi Beograd – sve što godinama predstavljam
Bio tu i radio to sve
Predstavljao blok i vario džok
Prođi sa mnom kroz geto
K'o sečivo kroz meso
K'o kroz crveno sa Cecom
Pitaj prave glave da li kenjam
Kad sam rek'o na šta cela favela je spremna
Srce ubrzano kuca, bacam pogled ka nebu
Jer tamo je moj soko otkad ga nema u gnezdu
Čudni su putevi Gospodnji, čudna je sudba
Najmlađi si danas, domaćin sutra

Sve će da prođe, ali ostaće mi borba
Na meni je da se borim
Izgubio sam mnogo, mrzim bolnice i groblja
Na meni je da se molim
Sve će da prođe, ali ostaće mi borba
Na meni je da se borim
Izgubio sam mnogo, mrzim bolnice i groblja
Na meni je da se molim

Budim se često po noći
A znam da sam i pijan i lud
I to glave će mi doći
Kad ni iz čeg dođeš možeš samo ka boljem
A opet – način života me koči
Budim se, bauljam po sobi
Šta gled'o sam očima svojim nisi u snovima tvojim
Kroz ove ruke prošlo sve i svašta
I sve bih opet isto da se vratim unazad
Vazda bio sam ispred jer sam im'o taj kliker
Njih su cimali spektori, mene cimale klinke
Hoću prepun frižider i sef iza slike
To me pokreće kad klonem, tome stremim da stignem
Dušmani su blizu, dobro dok ih vidim
Za zeca pušku imam, čekam da iz žbuna izviri
Pravo do vrha tako što predstavljam dno
Imam velike planove, kuc, kuc, da ne čuje zlo

Sve će da prođe, ali ostaće mi borba
Na meni je da se borim
Izgubio sam mnogo, mrzim bolnice i groblja
Na meni je da se molim
Sve će da prođe, ali ostaće mi borba
Na meni je da se borim
Izgubio sam mnogo, mrzim bolnice i groblja
Na meni je da se molim

The Fight

I can't sleep tonight
I've had three glasses and memories are coming back
How I live now, what I used to do
Nothing but the truth in inflated songs
Twenty-one – nothing to fuck with that
New Belgrade – everything I've represented for years
Been there, done it all
Represented the block and rolled a joint
Walk with me through the ghetto
Like a blade through flesh
Like through red with Ceca
Ask the real heads if I'm lying
When I said what the whole favela was ready for
My heart beats faster, I look up to the sky
Because that's where my falcon is since he left the nest
God's ways are strange, destiny is strange
You're the youngest today, the host tomorrow

Everything will pass, but the fight will remain
It's up to me to fight
I've lost a lot, I hate hospitals and cemeteries
It's up to me to pray
Everything will pass, but the fight will remain
It's up to me to fight
I've lost a lot, I hate hospitals and cemeteries
It's up to me to pray

I often wake up at night
And I know that I'm drunk and crazy
And it will come to my head
When you come from nothing you can only get better
But again – my way of life holds me back
I wake up, wander around the room
What I have seen with my eyes you have not seen in your dreams
Everything and anything has passed through these hands
And I would do it all again if I could go back
I've always been ahead because I had that clicker
They were haunted by specters, I was haunted by door handles
I want a full fridge and a safe behind the picture
That's what drives me when I'm down, that's what I strive for
Enemies are close, good while I see them
I have a gun for the hare, I wait for it to come out of the bush
Straight to the top by representing the bottom
I have big plans, knock, knock, so that evil doesn't hear

Everything will pass, but the fight will remain
It's up to me to fight
I've lost a lot, I hate hospitals and cemeteries
It's up to me to pray
Everything will pass, but the fight will remain
It's up to me to fight
I've lost a lot, I hate hospitals and cemeteries
It's up to me to pray