Paroles et traduction Bajaga & Instruktori - 20. Vek

20. Vek

Jednog jutra ispod moga prozora
Desila se frka neopisiva
Znam da nisam spav′o
Mada mi se malo zevalo
Al' četiri i po milijarde napolju je pevalo

Ne verujem, gledam, ustajem iz kreveta
Sve zvuči kao Beethovenova deveta
Ja ih pitam, ljudi, zar vam je do pevanja
A oni kažu, jeste, bez oklevanja
I još ih pitam da l′ je možda neki vrlo važan dan
A oni kažu, nije, što si dosadan

Svi vojnici po rovovima
Baš svi ludaci po krovovima
U avionu pevaju iz dosade
Kapetan i članovi posade

Lepotice pevaju u kadama
U horu vladari s vladama
I niko ne peva na plej bek
Iako je dvadeseti vek

Da sam hipik odsek'o bi kosu
Da sam gangster javio bi bosu
Da sam vatra pušio bi se
Da sam stao srušio bi se

Da sam hladan ne bi se nervir'o
Da sam lova ja bih devalvir′o
Da sam blizu javio bi se
Da sam gnjurac davio bi se

Svi vojnici po rovovima
Baš svi ludaci po krovovima
U avionu pevaju iz dosade
Kapetan i članovi posade

Lepotice pevaju u kadama
U horu vladari s vladama
I niko ne peva na plej bek
Iako je dvadeseti vek

Ne verujem, gledam, ustajem iz kreveta
Sve zvuči kao Beethovenova deveta
Ja ih pitam, ljudi, zar vam je do pevanja
A oni kažu, jeste, bez oklevanja

Svi vojnici po rovovima
Baš svi ludaci po krovovima
U avionu pevaju iz dosade
Kapetan i članovi posade

Lepotice pevaju u kadama
U horu vladari s vladama
I niko ne peva na plej bek
Iako je dvadeseti vek

Svi pevaju, svi pevaju, svi pevaju, svi pevaju
Svi pevaju, svi pevaju, svi pevaju, svi pevaju
Svi pevaju, svi pevaju, svi pevaju, svi pevaju
Svi pevaju, svi pevaju, svi pevaju, svi pevaju
Svi pevaju, svi pevaju, svi pevaju, svi pevaju

20th Century

One morning, beneath my window
An indescribable row occurred
I know I didn't sleep
Although I felt like yawning a bit
But four and a half billion were singing outside

I don't believe it, I look, I get out of bed
Everything sounds like Beethoven's ninth
I ask them, people, are you up for singing
And they say, yes, without hesitation
And I ask them if perhaps it's some very important day
And they say, no, why are you so boring

All soldiers in the trenches
All madmen on the roofs
On the plane they sing out of boredom
The captain and crew members

Beauties sing in the bathtubs
In the choir rulers with governments
And nobody sings on the playback
Although it's the twentieth century

If I were a hippie I would cut my hair
If I were a gangster I would report to the boss
If I were fire I would smoke
If I stood I would fall

If I were cold I wouldn't be nervous
If I were hunting I would devalue
If I were close I would show myself
If I were a diver I would drown

All soldiers in the trenches
All madmen on the roofs
On the plane they sing out of boredom
The captain and crew members

Beauties sing in the bathtubs
In the choir rulers with governments
And nobody sings on the playback
Although it's the twentieth century

I don't believe it, I look, I get out of bed
Everything sounds like Beethoven's ninth
I ask them, people, are you up for singing
And they say, yes, without hesitation

All soldiers in the trenches
All madmen on the roofs
On the plane they sing out of boredom
The captain and crew members

Beauties sing in the bathtubs
In the choir rulers with governments
And nobody sings on the playback
Although it's the twentieth century

Everybody sings, everybody sings, everybody sings, everybody sings
Everybody sings, everybody sings, everybody sings, everybody sings
Everybody sings, everybody sings, everybody sings, everybody sings
Everybody sings, everybody sings, everybody sings, everybody sings
Everybody sings, everybody sings, everybody sings, everybody sings