Paroles et traduction Prljavo Kazaliste - Previše Suza U Mom Pivu

Previše Suza U Mom Pivu

Moja kuća na kraj ulice
Skupljale se samo bitange
Pivo, tučnjava i nogomet
Gore stari, dolje novi svijet

A ti si uvijek bila tako fina
I lagao sam da si balerina
Ja tobom hvalio sam se pred svima
Sve dok nije došao taj dan

Previše suza bilo je
U mome pivu, na našem rastanku
Volio, volio sam te
Kao Hitler Evu Braun
Kao Tito Jovanku

Moja kuća na kraj ulice
Skupljale se samo bitange
Pivo, tučnjava i nogomet
Gore stari, dolje novi svijet

A ti si bila moja misao
Ja za tebe sam grafite pisao
I gitaru cijele noći svirao
Redom susjede živcirao

Previše suza bilo je
U mome pivu, na našem rastanku
Volio, volio sam te
Kao Hitler Evu Braun
Kao Tito Jovanku

Previše suza bilo je
U mome pivu, na našem rastanku
Volio, volio sam te
Kao Hitler Evu Braun
Kao Tito Jovanku

Moja kuća na kraj ulice
Skupljale se samo bitange
Pivo, tučnjava i nogomet
Gore stari, dolje novi svijet

Ti si uvijek bila tako fina
I lagao sam da si balerina
Ja tobom hvalio sam se pred svima
Sve dok nije došao taj dan

Previše suza bilo je
U mome pivu, na našem rastanku
Volio, volio sam te
Kao Hitler Evu Braun
Kao Tito Jovanku

Previše suza bilo je
U mome pivu, na našem rastanku

Na našem rastanku
Na našem rastanku
Na našem rastanku
Na našem rastanku

Š'a je
Ja sam protiv vas 23 i nešto tisuća
Dobro je
Dragi prijatelji po malo dolazi vrijeme da vam kažem tko vam je sve svirao večeras u Prljavom kazalištu

Jurice sviraj

Našli smo ga u slavonskoj Požegi
Najmlađi naša
Dame i gospodo klavijature vam je svirao Jurica Leikauff

Moj prijatelj je još uvijek na odsluženju zatvorske kazne
Nešto se čudno događa s njime
Počeo je tetovirat muška imena
Mario pokaži im šta si tetovirao

Dragi prijatelji gitaru vam je svirao Mario Zidar

Dođi bitango
Pokaži se

Dudo sviraj

Dragi prijatelji
Najveći basista u našoj maloj državi Hrvatskoj zove se Dubravko Vorih
Uvijek vam velim znate kome je najteže
Najteže je bubnjarima
Dižite svoje ruke, udarajte ritam
Tihomire odmori malo

Drži ritam, drži ritam
Idi gore ne popuštaj

Ovdje iza mojih leđa 30 godina vam bubnjeve svira Tihomir Fileš

I na kraju dragi prijatelji
Čovjek koji je apsolutni prvak svijeta u teškoj kategoriji
Povukao se neporažen s ringa
Radi žena i alkohola
Pjevao vam je, plesao i svirao
Budući zagorski župan
Doktor Mladen Bodalec

Diži ruke gore
To nije bilo 'ko
To je Mladen Bodalec

Dižite se na noge
Idi gore na binu
Svi na noge
To nije bilo tko
To je Mladen Bodalec

Come on, diži se gore
Dragi prijatelji zovi te ga
Mladene
Mladene
Mladene
Mladene

Too Many Tears in My Beer

My house at the end of the street
Only scoundrels would gather there
Beer, brawls, and football
The old world above, the new one below

And you were always so fine
I lied and said you were a ballerina
I bragged about you to everyone
Until that day came

There were too many tears
In my beer, during our farewell
I loved, I loved you
Like Hitler loved Eva Braun
Like Tito loved Jovanka

My house at the end of the street
Only scoundrels would gather there
Beer, brawls, and football
The old world above, the new one below

And you were always on my mind
I wrote graffiti for you
And played the guitar all night long
Annoying all the neighbors

There were too many tears
In my beer, during our farewell
I loved, I loved you
Like Hitler loved Eva Braun
Like Tito loved Jovanka

There were too many tears
In my beer, during our farewell
I loved, I loved you
Like Hitler loved Eva Braun
Like Tito loved Jovanka

My house at the end of the street
Only scoundrels would gather there
Beer, brawls, and football
The old world above, the new one below

You were always so fine
I lied and said you were a ballerina
I bragged about you to everyone
Until that day came

There were too many tears
In my beer, during our farewell
I loved, I loved you
Like Hitler loved Eva Braun
Like Tito loved Jovanka

There were too many tears
In my beer, during our farewell

During our farewell
During our farewell
During our farewell
During our farewell

What's up?
I'm against you 23 and something thousand
It's good
Dear friends, the time is slowly coming for me to tell you who played for you tonight in Prljavo kazalište

Jurica play

We found him in Slavonian Požega
The youngest of us
Ladies and gentlemen, the keyboards were played by Jurica Leikauff

My friend is still serving his prison sentence
Something strange is happening to him
He started tattooing male names
Mario show them what you tattooed

Dear friends, the guitar was played by Mario Zidar

Come on, scoundrel
Show yourself

Dudo play

Dear friends
The greatest bassist in our small country of Croatia is called Dubravko Vorih
I always tell you, you know who has it the hardest
The hardest is for the drummers
Raise your hands, hit the rhythm
Tihomir, take a break

Keep the rhythm, keep the rhythm
Go up, don't give up

Here behind my back, for 30 years, the drums have been played by Tihomir Fileš

And finally, dear friends
The man who is the absolute world champion in the heavyweight category
He retired undefeated from the ring
Because of women and alcohol
He sang, danced and played for you
The future Zagorje county prefect
Doctor Mladen Bodalec

Raise your hands up
It wasn't just anyone
It was Mladen Bodalec

Get on your feet
Go up on stage
Everyone on their feet
It wasn't just anyone
It was Mladen Bodalec

Come on, get up there
Dear friends, call him
Mladene
Mladene
Mladene
Mladene