Paroles et traduction Marcelo - Šapat

Šapat

On cuje sapate
Izlomljene, potmule
Huku i topote s
Neke daleke obale

Sto grcaju i grce se
Jece unutar lobanje
Shvata - lose je
Ali muz i otac je

Borac je, ne da tom
Ehu da ga samelje
Ali tesko je da gradis
Kada imas jako lose temelje

Krhke, mrvljive i
Trajno polomljen dom
Iz koga nosi u sebi
Trajno udomljen lom

Lose je – glasovi u glavi
Al' mozda proci ce
Napet je, svi smo
Ponekad takvi

Ima zenu, dvoje dece i
Sagradio je novi dom
Koliko god temelj los
Covek mora biti nesto jos

Nesto iznad sebe samog
Sebi sprat, njima krov
Toliko toga, toliko dobrog
Da zatrpa se rov

Ali glasovi ne prestaju
Svrdlaju i tutnje
Kao zgrusane slutnje
Kao vapaj, kao zov

O, kako bi bilo lepo zaspati
Utonuti u crnu vodu sto te zaglusi
Sto celog te uzme, nezno te rastoci
U blazeno nista gde utihnu sapati

Jeka je sve glasnija
Sada zna da zove ga
Oseca da lomi ga
Da grmi u glavi, melje ga

Da menja ga
Lobanja je malena, pretesna
I zna, lose je
I tome nece biti prestanka

Ustaje pre svih
Penje se na sprat
Zna da voli sve njih
Al' u ovome je sam

Ni rec, ni krik
Samo misao i dah
Sekunde, bol
Samo tren, i kraj

Ref.
Celog zivota u mojoj
Glavi si – sapat
Zivis u meni na mestu
Gde sam jos slaba

Danas je dan kada
Pustam da si vrisak
Dajem ti mir koji
Nisi imao nikad

Gledam je, znam kuda
Odlazi kad god se ucuti
To jos gusi, ljuti
Takav ambis nikad ne zatrpas
Cucis iznad i slutis

Ono zasto, onaj upitnik
Je pijuk na njenoj dusi
Ponekad pricamo o tome
Ali kako bismo mi znali
Kako izgleda da prodjes
Takvo nesto kad si mali

Ipak, jednom smo joj rekli
Posle ko zna koje flase
Da mozda ipak nije sasvim
Kasno da ga spase

Izvristi njegov bol
Ti mu budi mir
Ti mu podari to
Ti prekini niz

Ne dozvoli da sada on
Tebi bude upravo sapat
Koji huci po tvojoj glavi
Kao fijuk i sluti svasta

Ljudi uvek trube da
Samo slabi dizu ruke
Od sebe i samo sebicni
Dizu ruku na sebe

Al' to nije bas uvek tako
I nekad nije to uopste
Poneko resi da ode
Bas zato sto voli svoje

Tako slepo, odano
Vise od sopstvene koze
Kada shvati da menja se
U drugo, u lose

Divim ti se oduvek
I nadam se da mozes
Da mu dozvolis da bude
Secanje, tata i covek

Pustam te

Ref.

Whisper

He hears the whispers
Broken, muffled
The roar and the stomps from
Some distant shore

That are gasping and writhing
Screaming inside his skull
He understands - it's bad
But he's a husband and a father

He's a fighter, he won't let this
Echo grind him down
But it's hard to build
When you have a very bad foundation

Fragile, crumbly and
A permanently broken home
From which he carries within himself
A permanently housed fracture

It's bad – the voices in his head
But maybe it will pass
He's tense, we all are
Sometimes like that

He has a wife, two children and
He built a new home
No matter how bad the foundation
A man must be something more

Something above himself
A floor for himself, a roof for them
So much, so much good
To bury the trench

But the voices don't stop
They drill and they thunder
Like clotted premonitions
Like a cry, like a call

Oh, how nice it would be to fall asleep
To sink into the black water that deafens you
That takes you whole, gently dissolves you
Into a blissful nothingness where whispers fall silent

The echo is getting louder
Now he knows it's calling him
He feels it breaking him
Thundering in his head, grinding him

Changing him
The skull is small, cramped
And he knows, it's bad
And there will be no end to it

He gets up before everyone else
He goes upstairs
He knows he loves them all
But in this, he's alone

Not a word, not a scream
Just a thought and a breath
Seconds, pain
Just a moment, and the end

Chorus.
All my life in my
Head you are – a whisper
You live in me in the place
Where I am still weak

Today is the day when
I let you be a scream
I give you the peace that
You never had

I look at her, I know where
She goes whenever she falls silent
It still chokes, angers
You never bury such an abyss
You squat above it and sense

The why, the question mark
Is a pickaxe on her soul
Sometimes we talk about it
But how would we know
What it's like to go through
Something like that when you're little

Still, we told her once
After who knows which bottle
That maybe it's not quite
Too late to save him

Scream out his pain
You be his peace
You give him that
You break the chain

Don't let him now
Be your whisper
That roars in your head
Like a whistle and suspects everything

People always trumpet that
Only the weak give up
On themselves and only the selfish
Raise their hand against themselves

But it's not always like that
And sometimes it's not at all
Someone decides to leave
Precisely because they love their own

So blindly, devotedly
More than their own skin
When they realize they are changing
Into another, into bad

I've always admired you
And I hope you can
Allow him to be
A memory, a father, and a man

I'm letting you go

Chorus.