Paroles et traduction Edo Maajka - Nemoj Se Bojat

Nemoj Se Bojat

Milić na Yutelu, stari otvara butelju
Isprobava fotelju, kaže: Opet seru
I Slovenci, a evo sad i ovi naši

Ja uplašeno malo dijete vjerovo sam tati
Kad je reko
Nemojte se bojat, pa svijet nas neće prodat
Neće to tako hodat
Svako zna da nas čuva JNA, mi smo djeco Jugosloveni
Nemojte se bojat, vjerujte meni
Hajd dobro, prolaze praznici razni
A komšiluk se lagano prazni
Pametni prodaju kuće, mi se djeca igramo klikera gdje je devedesete ubijen Muće
Kod Žuće je iz Vukovara došla tetka, priča
Muž joj ubijen sa dva metka
I to pred njezinim očima, stari nije spavo noćima
Na fotelji samo sjedio i razmišljo
Nije ni pomišljo da bježimo: Neće ba nas, neće nas
Jedne druge po kući tješimo, mati se brine kaže
Nemoj se bojat sine, idemo sutra na svadbu kod naše strine
Sutra se žene Mahir i naša mala Alma
Dobro neću se bojat mama

(Eksplozija granate)

Kaj, kaj, kužiš, bu i nebu, tako pričaju ovdje u Zagrebu
Posto sam purger na neodređeno vrijeme
Uklopio sam se u sve zagrebačke šeme
Kad imam probleme odem do Save
Al sjećanja iz glave se teško zaborave
Od kad sam čuo za Dayton, zamišljam ispred kuće beton
Sjećam se starog sa cigaretom
Teško je bez roditelja bit četiri ljeta
A čudno je ić u zemlju s pun kurac entiteta
Čudno, kad nisi više izbjeglica
Kad hodaš po gradu a ne znaš ni jednog lica
Sami stranci, a svi Bosanci
Po ulicama naoružani Amerikanci
Sve je isto, a ustvari ništa nije
Jedino mati i otac puno mršaviji nego prije
Otac pije, reko: de nam natoči dvije
Dok u drugu toči, vidim zasuziše mu oči
Kaže: sine prošlo se pun kurac toga
Ali ipak vidiš da ima nekakvog Boga
Ma biće ovo Švicarska biće zemlja snova
Biće svega sad je vlast nova
Dobro je ba, stari pa ne moj mu srat, iz druge sobe viče moj stariji brat
Edo, možeš birat: Australija, Kanada, ja imam motiv
Ovde ne postoji nikakva nada, samo veze, štela, ilegalna djela
Hajmo zajedno vani da nam djeca budu debela
Reko: Sorry buraz, al ja ću ostat
Kad mi dođe crno tabletama se rokat
Domaće vino lokat, fino je tamo fakat
Al ovdje kad se budem bojo bar ću imat s nekim plakat
Nemoj bojat se sine moj
Kad čuješ korake
Nemoj plakat sve
Ma, biće dobro sve
Budi mi silan i dobro mi stoj

Don't Be Afraid

Milić on YouTube, the old man opens a bottle
Trying out the armchair, he says: "They're talking shit again"
"Both the Slovenians, and now these people of ours"

I, a scared little child, believed my dad
When he said
"Don't be afraid, the world won't sell us out"
"It won't go down like that"
"Everyone knows the JNA protects us, we are Yugoslavian children"
"Don't be afraid, trust me"
Well, alright, various holidays pass
And the neighborhood slowly empties
The smart ones sell their houses, we kids play marbles where Muće was killed in the nineties
Aunt came from Vukovar to Žućo's place, she tells us
Her husband was killed with two bullets
And that right before her eyes, the old man didn't sleep for nights
Just sat in the armchair and thought
He didn't even think about running away: "Not us, not us"
We comfort each other around the house, mother worries, she says
"Don't be afraid, son, we're going to our aunt's wedding tomorrow"
"Tomorrow Mahir and our little Alma are getting married"
"Alright, I won't be afraid, mom"

(Explosion of a grenade)

"Kaj, kaj, you get it, bu i nebu," that's how they talk here in Zagreb
Since I'm a "purger" for an indefinite period
I've fit into all the Zagreb schemes
When I have problems, I go to Sava
But memories from the head are hard to forget
Ever since I heard about Dayton, I imagine concrete in front of the house
I remember the old man with a cigarette
It's hard to be without parents for four summers
And it's strange to go to a country with a whole bunch of entities
Strange, when you're no longer a refugee
When you walk around the city and don't know a single face
All strangers, yet all Bosnians
Armed Americans on the streets
Everything is the same, but actually nothing is
Only mom and dad are much thinner than before
Father drinks, I said: "Pour us two"
While pouring into the second one, I see his eyes well up
He says: "Son, we went through a lot of shit"
"But you still see that there is some kind of God"
"This will be Switzerland, it will be a dreamland"
"There will be everything, now there's a new government"
"It's good, old man, don't bullshit," my older brother shouts from the other room
"Edo, you can choose: Australia, Canada, I have a motive"
"There is no hope here, only connections, schemes, illegal deeds"
"Let's go abroad together so our children can be fat"
I said: "Sorry brother, but I'll stay"
"When I get dark, I'll pop pills"
"Drink homemade wine, it's really nice there"
"But here, when I'm afraid, at least I'll have someone to cry with"
Don't be afraid, my son
When you hear footsteps
Don't cry, everything
It will be alright, everything
Be strong and stand tall for me