Paroles et traduction Frenkie feat. Kontra & Indigo - Sad Bi Htjela

Sad Bi Htjela

Nisi se smijala na moje fazone
Al su ti zato bile smiješne moje široke tole
Društvo moje i ja nismo za vaše salone
Nit smo se uklapali u vaša pravila i šablone
Mi ćemo na Jalu, na klupe i betone
A ti sa mamom i tatom do Pariza Barcelone
Tvoj život je vatromet i šarene balone
A ja sam moro smirivat svoje hormone i demone
Snimo bi ti pjesme za kasetofone
Posjećivo svoje grafite i dolazio pod balkone
Dao bi tolko toga i još na tone
Al ti nisi vidjela ništa dalje od love
Danas imaš silikone i propali brak
Stojiš ispred bine ja sam ti kao posto drag
Smiješ se i gledaš me u oči daješ mi znak
Sad bi kao htjela, al sad ne bi ja

Tko si, znam to je bilo tad
Vremena mijenjaju se nisam više lud ni mlad
Htjela pogrešne dobila po željama
Budiš sjećanja
A sad bi htjela, a?

Još sjedim s ljudima iz doba talasa dvolitre
Mi smo bili ti što starci kažu da nas se klonite
Sjećam te se tad, bila si san- Cosmopolitan
Ti i tvoje drugarice
Kafane i srca lomite
Momci oko vas, djeca profitera krimosa
Mlad, glup, poklonio bi ti svijet al nisam imo šta
Pričo mi je stari prvo probaj na mangupluk
Nisi htjela sa mnom na klupu
Samo luksuz
Odbila si duksu kad sam pito jel ti zima
Vid debila, nije bila Benga, koža, klima
I sretnu nam se pogledi zreli sa prvim borama
I tko bi reko da'š se ti vrtit po mojim kvotama
Sviđa ti se to što me prepoznaju, jelde?
Sviđa ti se što se sa mnom fotkaju, jelde?
Sviđa ti se backstage i Zlatan sad
Kad je Kontra, nisi više ni tako dobra
Žurim- vozdra!

Ref
Tko si, znam to je bilo tad
Vremena mijenjaju se nisam više lud ni mlad
Htjela pogrešne dobila po željama
Budiš sjećanja
A sad bi htjela, a?

Sad Bi Htjela

You never laughed at my style
But you thought my baggy pants were funny
My friends and I weren't meant for your salons
Nor did we fit into your rules and norms
We'll go to Jalu, to benches and concrete
But you're going to Paris and Barcelona with your mom and dad
Your life is fireworks and colorful balloons
But I'm trying to calm my hormones and demons
I'd burn you songs on cassettes
I'd visit my graffiti and come to your balcony
I'd give you so much and more
But you couldn't see past money
Now you've got silicone and a broken marriage
You stand in front of the crowd and I'm just your ex-boyfriend
You smile and look me in the eyes, giving me a signal
Now you're the one who wants me, but I'm not interested

Who are you, I know that was then
Times have changed, I'm not crazy or young anymore
You wanted the wrong things, got what you wished for
Stirring up memories
But now you want me, huh?

I still hang out with the people from the two-liter era
We were the ones the old folks told you to avoid
I remember you then, you were a dream-Cosmopolitan
You and your friends
Breaking hearts in cafes
Guys around you, kids trying to make money
Young, stupid, I would have given you the world but I had nothing
My old man told me to try hustling first
You didn't want to come to the bench with me
Only luxury
You refused my jacket when I asked if you were cold
Look at the idiot, it wasn't a Benz, just leather
And our eyes meet, mature with the first wrinkles
Who would have thought you'd be hanging on my every word
You like it when people recognize me, don't you?
You like it when people take pictures with me, don't you?
You like backstage and Zlatan now
But when it's Kontra, you're not so cool anymore
I'm in a hurry- cheerio!

Ref
Who are you, I know that was then
Times have changed, I'm not crazy or young anymore
You wanted the wrong things, got what you wished for
Stirring up memories
But now you want me, huh?