Paroles et traduction S.A.R.S. - Zemlja nije ničija

Zemlja nije ničija

Zemlja nije nicija
A njeni plodovi su svaciji
Takav zivot moguc je
Ma ko je drugaciji
Od onog na sta su nas navikli
Neki cudni likovi
Umiljati, veseli, umobolni frikovi
I dal' sam ja u pravu
To uopste nije bitno
O ne, ne, ne
Neke stvari sam, u svojoj glavi
Menjacu pod hitno
Ja ovako stvarno vise
Ne mogu da zivim
Tako malo ima ljudi kojima se divim
S' kojim delim slicne snove
S' kojim delim istu muku
I za njih i za sebe ovaj put
Ja dizem ruku
I tako kazu, samo budale i konji znaju, psi pricaju, ljudi laju, svi snivaju mi budni po kraju, na kraju se glupani kaju, novine gotivne, ove godine godi da te gotive, ti kazes sta volis, sta mislis da mislis sve znaju, ove godine je hladno u kraju, greje zelja da mislim o dobrom, Djordje, pisi ovo, imas ljude da sa njima visis, ponovo nema idola, smaknuti su lovom, a sed zivot, i sve zivo, ni moj ni njen ni tvoj, tvoj broj koji ceka da bude izvucen a tada zivot opominje ljude, to tada vreme opominje mudre, slusaj vamo, slusaj to
Ref: 2x

The Earth Belongs to No One

The Earth belongs to no one
And its fruits are everyone's
Such life is possible
No matter how different
From what we are used to
Some strange characters
Flattering, cheerful, crazy freaks
Am I right?
It doesn't matter at all
Oh no, no, no
Some things in my head
I'll change in a hurry
I truly can't
Live like this anymore
So few people I admire
With whom I share similar dreams
With whom I share the same suffering
For them and for myself this time
I raise my hand
And so they say, only fools and horses can tell, dogs talk, people bark, everyone dreams, we wake up by the end, fools repent in the end, stupid newspapers, this year it's fun for them to mock you, you say what you love, what you think you think, everyone knows, it's cold this year, desire warms me to think about good things, George, write this, you have people to hang out with, again there are no idols, they are killed by hunting, but life, and all living things, are neither mine nor hers nor yours, your number waiting to be drawn, and life reminds people, time reminds the wise, listen up, listen to this
Chorus: 2x