Paroles et traduction Riblja Corba - Dusa Nije Na Prodaju

Dusa Nije Na Prodaju

Natustilo se i nebo je olovno
Rasprodajem sve
Sto je ostalo od mene
Lose ocuvano polovno
Jeftino i u pola cene
Rasprodajem sve
Sto je ostalo od mene

Ja prodajem oci
Suvise toga su videle
Ugasile se i nekako su uvele
Oci su sve videle
Pa su se postidele
Usi mnogo cule pa ogluvele
A oci uvele

Ref.
Prodajem svoje ruke nerazvijene
Noge koje jedva hodaju
Nudim kapilare, arterije i vene
Dusa mi nije na prodaju

Ona je ostala potpuno ista
Ranjena mnogo je puta
Ona je kao suza bistra i cista
Moja je dusa netaknuta

Prodejem srce
Veoma lako je ranjivo
Oduvek je bilo avanturista i skitnica
Pogadjali ga neodbranjivo
Cena prava sitnica
Prodajem srce lako ranjivo
Cena sitnica, prava sitnica

Ref.

My Soul Is Not for Sale

The sky becomes overcast and leaden
I'm selling everything
What's left of me
Badly preserved, second-hand
Cheap and half price
I'm selling everything
What's left of me

I'm selling my eyes
They've seen too much already
They've gone out and somehow wilted
My eyes have seen everything
So they're ashamed
My ears have heard much and they're deaf
My eyes have wilted

Chorus.
I'm selling my undeveloped hands
My legs that can barely walk
I'm offering my capillaries, arteries, and veins
My soul is not for sale

It's remained completely the same
It's been wounded many times
It's like a tear - clear and pure
My soul is untainted

I'm selling my heart
It's very easily wounded
It's always been an adventurer and a wanderer
They've hit it without defense
The price is a real trifle
I'm selling my easily wounded heart
The price is a trifle, a real trifle

Chorus.