Paroles et traduction Djordje Balasevic - Balkanski tango
Balkanski tango
Balkan Tango
Ovaj
život
je
san...
This
life
is
a
dream...
Mala
kuća
kraj
rampe,
snop
žućkaste
lampe
i
zalihe
tuge.
A
small
house
by
the
railroad
crossing,
a
beam
of
yellowish
lamplight,
and
reserves
of
sorrow.
Nažalost
ružan
san...
Unfortunately,
an
ugly
dream...
Ćale
notorni
smuk,
keva
s
daskom
za
luk
– manekeni
za
jad.
Dad,
a
notorious
drunk,
mom
with
a
cutting
board
– mannequins
for
misery.
I
sve
je
morao
sam...
And
I
had
to
do
everything
myself...
Prst
na
orozu
lagan,
u
srcu
uragan
pa
skok
preko
duge...
Finger
light
on
the
trigger,
a
hurricane
in
my
heart,
then
a
leap
over
the
rainbow...
Brum
šlepera...
The
roar
of
a
truck...
I
sa
dvadeset
dve
već
je
imao
sve...
Nju
je
spazio
tad...
And
by
twenty-two,
I
already
had
everything...
That's
when
I
saw
her...
Lud
sam
za
tobom
pače,
ali
lud
sam
ionako,
I'm
crazy
for
you,
darling,
but
I'm
crazy
anyway,
Tražim
te
otkako
za
sebe
znam.
I've
been
searching
for
you
ever
since
I
knew
myself.
Budi
moj
ortak,
mače,
nije
mi
lako
Be
my
partner,
kitten,
it's
not
easy
for
me
Da
svu
tu
silnu
lovu
razbucam
sam...
To
blow
all
this
damn
money
by
myself...
Nešto
sam
načuo
da
sutra
možda
ne
postoji,
I
heard
something
about
tomorrow
maybe
not
existing,
Pa
bolje
da
odmah
probamo
sve...
So
it's
better
to
try
everything
right
away...
Za
sitan
groš
kupi
me,
razmaži
te
divlje
kupine.
Buy
me
for
a
penny,
smear
those
wild
blackberries.
Lud
sam
za
tobom,
ali
ovo
jeste
vreme
ludih
I'm
crazy
for
you,
but
this
is
the
time
of
crazy
people
I
ja
ću
za
nas
osedlati
strah.
And
I
will
saddle
fear
for
us.
A
ti
me
ljubi
do
zla,
dok
ne
izgubim
dah.
And
you
kiss
me
wickedly,
until
I
lose
my
breath.
A
ona
– seoski
krin...
And
she
– a
country
lily...
Noćni
bus
iz
provanse,
Miss
Nikakve
Šanse,
tek
statista
sreće.
Night
bus
from
Provence,
Miss
No
Chance,
just
a
lucky
extra.
Presečen
film...
Cut
film...
Ćale
prosvetni
miš,
keva
izlizan
pliš,
sestra
ružna
ko
vrag...
Dad,
a
worn-out
teacher,
mom,
faded
plush,
sister
ugly
as
hell...
A
on
je
bio
njen
tip...
And
he
was
her
type...
Prve
noći
u
dvosed,
pa
druge
na
trosed...
A
treće...
Eh,
treće...
The
first
night
on
the
loveseat,
then
the
second
on
the
couch...
And
the
third...
Oh,
the
third...
Ma
neka
puknu
svi!
Let
them
all
burst!
Kad
je
njen
mladi
don
spusti
pravo
na
tron
ko
onu
višnju
na
šlag.
When
her
young
Don
landed
right
on
the
throne
like
that
cherry
on
top
of
whipped
cream.
Lud
sam
za
tobom
pače,
ali
lud
sam
ionako,
I'm
crazy
for
you,
darling,
but
I'm
crazy
anyway,
Tražim
te
otkako
za
sebe
znam.
I've
been
searching
for
you
ever
since
I
knew
myself.
Budi
moj
ortak,
mače,
nije
mi
lako
Be
my
partner,
kitten,
it's
not
easy
for
me
Da
svu
tu
silnu
lovu
razbucam
sam...
To
blow
all
this
damn
money
by
myself...
Nešto
sam
načuo
da
sutra
možda
ne
postoji,
I
heard
something
about
tomorrow
maybe
not
existing,
Pa
bolje
da
odmah
probamo
sve...
So
it's
better
to
try
everything
right
away...
Za
sitan
groš
kupi
me,
razmaži
te
divlje
kupine.
Buy
me
for
a
penny,
smear
those
wild
blackberries.
Lud
sam
za
tobom,
ali
ovo
jeste
vreme
ludih
I'm
crazy
for
you,
but
this
is
the
time
of
crazy
people
I
ja
ću
za
nas
osedlati
strah.
And
I
will
saddle
fear
for
us.
A
ti
me
ljubi
do
zla,
dok
ne
izgubim
dah.
And
you
kiss
me
wickedly,
until
I
lose
my
breath.
I
opet
loš
Déjà
vu...
And
again,
a
bad
Déjà
vu...
Jutro
mokro
ko
ribar
i
profi
kalibar...
Počinilac
neznan...
Morning
wet
like
a
fisherman
and
a
professional
caliber...
Perpetrator
unknown...
A
u
čitulji
pune
stranice
dve,
mafija
i
DB
složno
žale
za
njim...
And
in
the
obituary,
two
full
pages,
the
mafia
and
the
state
security
mourn
him
in
unison...
Balkanski
tango
uvek
završi
na
trotoaru,
The
Balkan
tango
always
ends
on
the
sidewalk,
đavo
je
kredom
potpisao
bod.
the
devil
signed
the
score
with
chalk.
A
ona
lagano
niz
ulicu
staru
And
she
slowly
down
the
old
street
Tražeći
sponzora
punog
ko
brod.
Looking
for
a
sponsor
full
as
a
boat.
Dok
klatno
tašnice
u
ritmu
hoda
broji
vreme
While
the
pendulum
of
her
purse
counts
time
to
the
rhythm
of
her
walk
I
dok
je
merkaju
ko
sveži
but...
And
while
they
eye
her
like
a
fresh
thigh...
U
beli
prah
smrvi
dan
i
mrmlja
refren
odnekud
znan...
She
crushes
the
day
into
white
powder
and
mumbles
a
chorus
from
somewhere
familiar...
Lud
sam
za
tobom,
ali
ovo
jeste
vreme
ludih
I'm
crazy
for
you,
but
this
is
the
time
of
crazy
people
I
ja
ću
za
nas
osedlati
strah
And
I
will
saddle
fear
for
us
A
ti
me
ljubi
do
zla,
dok
ne
izgubim
dah.
And
you
kiss
me
wickedly,
until
I
lose
my
breath.
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