Lyrics and translation YU GRUPA - Identitet

Identitet

Ja sam prosecni, dobri seljacki sin
Koga je otac poslao u grad
Prodao njivu i konja da bude fin
A koji i nije vise mlad
Petkom s nogu popijem po neku kap
Licne karte mi zatraze broj
Brzo uzmu podatke
A ja ostanem sam
Koga jos zanima zivot moj
Identitet nov, novo je i teksas odelo
Al' porekla svog jos uvek rob
Dobro, zdravo, pametno
Seljacko sam dete
I ne umem da budem snob
Identitet nov, novi su izrazi i sale
Naglasak isti kao i pre
Cim progovorim, znaju
Da ne pripadam njima
A ja ne umem da promenim svet
U dzepu diplomu nosim
Vec godinu - dve
Posao trazim, makar i los
Veceram danima isto - virsle i senf
I kod rodjaka stanujem jos
Kad mi posalju koju kintu
Odem u Trst
Kupim poneki modni krik
Al' me ne gleda niko kao i pre
Ne umem brzo da promenim lik
Identitet nov, novo je i teksas odelo
'Al porekla svog jos uvek rob
Dobro, zdravo, pametno
Seljacko sam dete
I ne umem da budem snob
Identitet nov, novi su izrazi i sale
Naglasak isti kao i pre
Cim prigovorim, znaju
Da ne pripadam njima
A ja ne umem da promenim svet
Identitet nov, novo je i teksas odelo
Al' porekla svog jos uvek rob
Dobro, zdravo, pametno
Seljacko sam dete
I ne umem da budem snob
Identitet nov, novi su izrazi i sale
Naglasak isti kao i pre
Cim progovorim, znaju
Da ne pripadam njima
A ja ne umem da promenim svet

Identity

I'm an average, good, farming boy, dear,
Whom father sent to the city,
Sold a field and a horse to be fancy,
But who's no longer young,
On Fridays, I have a little drink,
They ask for my ID,
They quickly take my information,
And I'm left alone,
Who else cares about my life,
New identity, new are the Texan clothes,
But still a slave to my origin,
Good, healthy, smart,
I'm a farming child,
And I can't be a snob,
New identity, new are the phrases and jokes,
The accent's the same as before,
As soon as I speak, they know,
That I don't belong to them,
And I can't change the world,
I carry a diploma in my pocket,
For a year or two,
I'm looking for a job, even a bad one,
I have dinner the same for days - sausages and mustard,
And I still live with my relatives,
When they send me some money,
I go to Trieste,
I buy some fashionable new clothes,
But no one looks at me like before,
I can't change my image quickly,
New identity, new are the Texan clothes,
'But still a slave to my origin,
Good, healthy, smart,
I'm a farming child,
And I can't be a snob,
New identity, new are the phrases and jokes,
The accent's the same as before,
As soon as I speak, they know,
That I don't belong to them,
And I can't change the world,
New identity, new are the Texan clothes,
But still a slave to my origin,
Good, healthy, smart,
I'm a farming child,
And I can't be a snob,
New identity, new are the phrases and jokes,
The accent's the same as before,
As soon as I speak, they know,
That I don't belong to them,
And I can't change the world