Paroles et traduction Buco, ANDREA QUBRIC & SHORTY - Grad Palih Anđela

Grad Palih Anđela

To je bilo davno
Al′ jos ko da cujem i sada
Zvukove sirene i eksplozije granata
Mnogo godina proslo je od tada
Mozda je dosta
Al' ne dao Bog da ovu prevladam

K′o je kriv zar to vise bitno je
Kad svi se ovdje sjete zrtve samo pred izbore
Tjesim se moglo je u biti bit gore
Pa kad me boli nepravda pisem stihove

Sve je bolje u gradu cine to djeca
A radje nemoj pitat kako se ko osjeca
Ko nekad danas sve jos uvijek podsjeca
Na 90 dana patnje i borbe

Sad pusti price, nek pricaju glasovi koji su pali koje odnjeli su valovi i ko zna mozda jednom ce shvatit njihovu pricu koju zele sakriti
Zato heroji nisu umrli to je samo zabluda

Oni zive vjecno u gradu palih andjela
I bit ce tu opet s nama ako zatreba
Upali svijecu, ne ponovilo se nikada

Je l' na mojoj strani ljubav
I da l' uz mene dise
Za jedan grad naviknut na poraze
Za jednu zoru i izgubljene korake

Je l′ na mojoj strani ljubav
I da l′ uz mene dise
Jedna suza jos klizi niz obraze
Dok stojim uz Dunav, a sjecanja prolaze
Je l' na mojoj strani ljubav
Je l′ na mojoj strani ljubav

Je l' na mojoj strani
Ljubav, ljubav, ljubav, e
Ljubav, ljubav, ljubav, e
Ti mi kazes, Vukovar ja groblje za tenkove

Ko da je od jucer, al′ ta proslost daleko je
Sloboda je slatka kako Gundulic reko je
Imam pricu koju moram ispricati nekome

U mojoj glavi, na slici, cuju se djecji krici
Cuje se vapaj civila koji ne mogu bit krivci
U mojoj glavi su vojnici u njoj su i progoni orudje sto ruse nebo i masovni grobovi
Krvolocni logori i godine bola

Dunav ispire rane grada simbola
Koji pamti sukobe iz krvave bajke
Ukope bez broja i unesrecene majke
To ne ide u zastaru, to ostaje za pamcenje
Bez obzira sto danas slusamo krivo tumacenje
O Domovinskom ratu, klinci i ne znaju znacenje

O ljudima s mudima sto nisu culi za povlacenje
Snage ni priblizno brojcane
Bez pomoci ocajne
U gradu palih andjela, saka ljudi mocna je
Nekon 87 dana u krvi skoncale
Zrtve cije urlike jos mogu cut' sa Ovcare
Je l′ na mojoj strani ljubav
I da l' uz mene dise
Jedna suza jos klizi niz obraze
Dok stojim uz Dunav, a sjecanja prolaze
Je l' na mojoj strani ljubav
Je l′ na mojoj strani ljubav
Je l′ na mojoj strani
Ljubav, ljubav, ljubav, e
Ljubav, ljubav, ljubav, e
Je l' na mojoj strani ljubav
Kad idem teska srca
Je l′ na mojoj strani ljubav
I da l' uz mene dise
Kad idem teska srca

City of Fallen Angels

It was a long time ago
But it still feels like I can hear
The sounds of sirens and exploding grenades
Many years have passed since then
Maybe it's enough
But God forbid I overcome this

Who is to blame, does it even matter anymore
When everyone here remembers the victims only before elections
I console myself, it could have been worse
So when injustice hurts me, I write verses

Everything is better in the city, the children make it so
And it's better not to ask how anyone feels
Like before, today everything still reminds
Of 90 days of suffering and struggle

Now let go of the stories, let the voices speak, those who fell, those who were carried away by the waves, and who knows, maybe one day they will understand their story, the one they want to hide
That's why heroes didn't die, it's just a delusion

They live forever in the city of fallen angels
And they will be here with us again if needed
Light a candle, may it never happen again

Is love on my side
And does it breathe with me
For a city accustomed to defeats
For one dawn and lost steps

Is love on my side
And does it breathe with me
One tear still slides down my cheeks
As I stand by the Danube, and memories pass
Is love on my side
Is love on my side

Is it on my side
Love, love, love, eh
Love, love, love, eh
You tell me, Vukovar is a graveyard for tanks

As if it were yesterday, but that past is far away
Freedom is sweet, as Gundulić said
I have a story that I must tell someone

In my head, in the picture, I hear children's screams
I hear the cries of civilians who cannot be guilty
In my head are soldiers, in it are also persecutions, tools that destroy the sky and mass graves
Bloodthirsty camps and years of pain

The Danube washes away the wounds of the city, a symbol
Which remembers the conflicts from a bloody fairy tale
Countless burials and mothers in despair
This does not become obsolete, it remains for remembrance
Regardless of the fact that today we hear misinterpretations
About the Homeland War, kids don't even know the meaning

About the people with balls who never heard of retreat
Forces not even close in numbers
Desperate without help
In the city of fallen angels, a handful of people are powerful
After 87 days, they perished in blood
Victims whose screams can still be heard from Ovčara
Is love on my side
And does it breathe with me
One tear still slides down my cheeks
As I stand by the Danube, and memories pass
Is love on my side
Is love on my side
Is it on my side
Love, love, love, eh
Love, love, love, eh
Is love on my side
When I go with a heavy heart
Is love on my side
And does it breathe with me
When I go with a heavy heart