Paroles et traduction Beti Jurkovič feat. Marko Novosel - Autobus Calypso

Autobus Calypso

Požuri jer autobus već trubi
Ni časak ne čeka on to znaš
Hajd skoči i vrijeme sad ne gubi
Zar mora propast svaki vikend naš

Do mora će ravno nas odvesti
Uz divan i palma puni kraj
Uz prozor ću odmah lijepo sjesti
No prije brzo poljubac još daj

Hej! Autobus Calypso to je ljetni hobi moj
Bar dok nemam još mali auto svoj
Ubaci vikend šator, naše kišobrane s njim
Zatim torbu s provijantom svim

Požuri jer autobus već trubi
I kupi još cigareta par
Tad vrijeme ne gubi, on ne čeka
Putovat s tobom to je strašna stvar

Stoj, stoj!
Stoj, stoj!
Bez nas će ostat šumica daleka
A joj, a jaj!
E ode, ode autobus nam taj
Ode, ode s njim i vikend moj
To je ajajaj i tu je kraj!

Hej! Autobus Calypso to je ljetni hobi moj
Bar dok nemam još mali auto svoj
Ubaci vikend šator, naše kišobrane s njim
Zatim torbu s provijantom svim

Požuri jer autobus već trubi
I kupi još cigareta par
Tad vrijeme ne gubi, on ne čeka
Putovat s tobom to je strašna stvar

Stoj, stoj!
Stoj, stoj!
Bez nas će ostat šumica daleka
A joj, a jaj!
E, ode, ode autobus nam taj
Ode, ode s njim i vikend moj
To je ajajaj i tu je kraj!

Calypso Bus

Hurry because the bus is already honking
It won't wait a moment, you know that
Come on, jump, and don't waste time now
Must we ruin every weekend of ours?

It will take us straight to the sea
To a beautiful place full of palm trees
I will immediately sit down by the window
But first, quickly give me one more kiss

Hey! The Calypso Bus, that's my summer hobby
At least until I have my own little car
Throw in the weekend tent and our umbrellas with it
Then a bag with all the provisions

Hurry because the bus is already honking
And buy a few more cigarettes
Then don't waste time, it won't wait
Traveling with you, it's a terrible thing

Stop, stop!
Stop, stop!
Without us, the distant forest will be left alone
Oh boy, oh dear!
There it goes, there goes that bus of ours
There it goes, and with it my weekend
That's it, end of story!

Hey! The Calypso Bus, that's my summer hobby
At least until I have my own little car
Throw in the weekend tent and our umbrellas with it
Then a bag with all the provisions

Hurry because the bus is already honking
And buy a few more cigarettes
Then don't waste time, it won't wait
Traveling with you, it's a terrible thing

Stop, stop!
Stop, stop!
Without us, the distant forest will be left alone
Oh boy, oh dear!
Well, there it goes, there goes that bus of ours
There it goes, and with it my weekend
That's it, end of story!