Paroles et traduction Helem Nejse - Smetljište Historije

Smetljište Historije

Vakav beat nosi flow, a flow mi nosi liriku,
Mada me često okrene na politiku...
Kažem sebi Stihi nemoj, a ne znam da'l bi treb'o,
Kad Gaga se dere: MA ŠTA BA NEMOJ?!!

Vodili ste ratove, a sad vodite mir,
Mirno posmatrate kako ljude guta vir.
Svaku mogućnost ste zgurali u ćošak,
Kupujete auta, kuće, jahte i to o naš trošak.
Firme su pod stečajem, raja bježi vani,
Sve je stani-pani, a vama money money.
A jel se to nas tiče? jel ba?
Pa naravno nema nas niđe;

Neka Gaga nemoj, sad si možda malo pretjer'o,
I ti pravac Švica, niko te nije natjer'o
Da ostaješ ovdje...

Stihi sad i ti pretjeruješ, previše im vjeruješ ba.

E ne vjerujem...
Misliš da ja nisam skonto šta se događa,
U krug šuplja a ništa se ne rješava.
Stranci su nam dobri dok daju devize,
A čim zavrnu pipu, dolaze krize

Puno je bolje bilo prije, ma i da nije;
Svi narodi Jugoslavije, isto mi je;
Svaki će završiti na smetljištu historije;

HELEM NEJSE NEĆE, ON ĆE UVIJEK BITI SVOJ,
PA MAKAR ZA TO PROSIPALI KRV, SUZE I ZNOJ.

STROFA II:

Na koncertima špica, na noge dižem publiku,
Mada me često okrene na politiku...
Kažem sebi Gaga nemoj, biće sve udure,
Kad Stihi diže srednjak za vladajuće strukture.

Preko 20 godina na podjelama radite,
Samo sebe pazite a nas redom gazite.
Svoju djecu gladite, a našu vani pratite,
NA SVA TRI JEZIKA MI SE GADITE.
Ljudi su u strahu kad vide policajce,
Jer vaši zakoni štite samo kriminalce.
Savjetnici, ministri, delegati na plati,
Kol'ko god vas ima...

Neka Stihi sad si pretjer'o.
I ti pravac Švabija, niko te nije natjer'o
Da ostaješ ovdje.

Gaga brukaš se drug, znaš li da je 10 milijardi vanjski dug,
Propada svaki trud, sve vrti se u krug.
Misliš da ja nisam skonto šta se događa,
Ono suđenje se odgađa, mene sve to pogađa...
I muka mi je više dok sve to skupa gledam,
Zbog vas sam posto pola čovjek pola jedan...

REFREN:

Puno je bolje bilo prije, ma i da nije;
Svi narodi Jugoslavije, isto mi je;
Svaki će završiti na smetljištu historije;

HELEM NEJSE NEĆE, ON ĆE UVIJEK BITI SVOJ,
PA MAKAR ZA TO PROSIPALI KRV, SUZE I ZNOJ.

Puno je bolje bilo prije, ma i da nije;
Svi narodi Jugoslavije, isto mi je;
Svaki će završiti na smetljištu historije;

HELEM NEJSE NEĆE, ON ĆE UVIJEK BITI SVOJ,
PA MAKAR ZA TO PROSIPALI KRV, SUZE I ZNOJ.

Junkyard of History

This beat carries the flow, and the flow carries my lyrics,
Even though it often turns me to politics...
I tell myself, Stihi, don't, but I don't know if I should,
When Gaga screams: what the hell, don't?!!

You led wars, and now you lead peace,
You calmly watch as the people are swallowed up by the whirlpool.
You have chased every opportunity into a corner,
You buy cars, houses, yachts, and that at our expense.
Companies are bankrupt, people are fleeing abroad,
Everything is a standstill, but for you, it's money money.
And does that concern us? Right?
Well, of course, we are nowhere to be seen;

Gaga, don't, perhaps you have exaggerated a bit now,
And straight to Switzerland, nobody forced you
To stay here...

Stihi, now you are exaggerating, you trust them too much.

I don't believe it...
Do you think I haven't realized what's going on,
Hollow circle but nothing is solved.
Foreigners are good to us as long as they give currency,
But as soon as they turn off the tap, the crisis comes

It used to be much better before, even though it wasn't;
All the peoples of Yugoslavia, it's the same to me;
Everyone will end up in the junkyard of history;

HELEM NEJSE WILL NEVER, HE WILL ALWAYS BE HIMSELF,
EVEN IF BLOOD, TEARS AND SWEAT ARE SHED FOR IT.

VERSE II:

Top of the bill at concerts, I get the audience on their feet,
Even though it often turns me to politics...
I tell myself, Gaga, don't, all will be fine,
When Stihi raises his middle finger to the ruling structures.

For over 20 years you have been working on divisions,
You only look out for yourself and trample us in turn.
You cuddle your children, and follow ours abroad,
YOU MAKE ME SICK IN ALL THREE LANGUAGES.
People are afraid when they see a cop,
Because your laws only protect criminals.
Advisors, ministers, delegates on a salary,
No matter how many of you there are...

Stihi, now you have exaggerated.
And straight to Swabia, nobody forced you
To stay here.

Gaga, you shame yourself, you know that the external debt is 10 billion,
Every effort is wasted, everything goes round and round.
Do you think I haven't realized what's going on,
The trial is being postponed, it affects me...
And I'm sick of it, while watching it all together,
Because of you I'm half a man half a person...

CHORUS:

It used to be much better before, even though it wasn't;
All the peoples of Yugoslavia, it's the same to me;
Everyone will end up in the junkyard of history;

HELEM NEJSE WILL NEVER, HE WILL ALWAYS BE HIMSELF,
EVEN IF BLOOD, TEARS AND SWEAT ARE SHED FOR IT.

It used to be much better before, even though it wasn't;
All the peoples of Yugoslavia, it's the same to me;
Everyone will end up in the junkyard of history;

HELEM NEJSE WILL NEVER, HE WILL ALWAYS BE HIMSELF,
EVEN IF BLOOD, TEARS AND SWEAT ARE SHED FOR IT.