Paroles et traduction Sajsi MC - Minimal

Minimal

Ša je bilo sweety darling
Sanka, Anči, goli četnici i Sajsi
Ša je bilo mama's crying
Sanka, Anči, goli četnici i Sajsi

Bivši me prozivaju da loša sam
Ja još gora sam ko patrola kad si sasvim sam
A džepovi puni klikera
Trošna jutra me čekaju i puno skitanja
Bivši me dozivaju da vratim se
Ne odgovaram ništa zato prate me
I neke devojke nikako da shvate me
Ja izgubiću i poslednjeg al tako me zabole
Ja gubim i izgubim
Volim i prežalim
Gazim i ne gledam koga da pegliram
Suze se suše na motoru najbrže
Najbolje ćeš videti kad gledaš naniže
Puno blato i patika
Tikovi, navika, naselje, nasilja
Utoka, mašinka
Mikrofon razbija, puca plastika
Autoput moja jedina matrica
Putuj i zastani kad nokat polomiš
Seti se veza unapred propalih
Luzeri, kruzeri, umorni bluzeri
Alkohol natapa duša od sunđera

Ref

Ne menjamo naše navike sve po starom
Širenje zenica svaki sat
Ne menjamo naše navike sve po starom
Širenje zenica svaki dan
Ne menjamo naše navike sve po starom
Širenje zenica non stop
Ne menjamo naše navike sve po starom
Širenje zenica non stop

Bežanje, vraćanje, škripanje kostiju
Podmazuješ strahom mahom ledenim dahom
Kada dobro mi nije, ja dobro se krijem
Pri kraju nedelje, koga za to zabole
Želim da su mi stalno fleševi u očima
I kola da prelaze most bez kočnica
Želim da grafiti proriču koja je sledeća stanica
I da imam sigurnosni pojas kada me realnost masakrira
Neka navijači osvetle bakljama
Neizrecive težnje mladog ratnika
Ilegala, socijala i ostali klanovi
Ništa neće da spere poruke na marami
Digni šal u ime potlačenih nećeš nikada ništa promeniti
Ali klinci će naslediti tvoj ponos, tvoju sramotu
Tvoju blagost i tvoju paklenu pomorandžu

Ref

Ne menjamo naše navike sve po starom
Širenje zenica svaki sat
Ne menjamo naše navike sve po starom
Širenje zenica svaki dan
Ne menjamo naše navike sve po starom
Širenje zenica non stop

Minimal

That was sweet honey darling
Sanka, Anči, naked guerrillas, and Sajsi
That's when mom's crying
Sanka, Anči, naked guerrillas, and Sajsi

Exes call me bad
I'm even worse than cops when you're all alone
My pockets are full of pills
Rusted mornings and lots of wandering await
Exes call me to come back
I don't answer, that's why they follow
There are women who don't get me at all
I will lose my last friend, but it will hurt
I lose and keep losing
I love and move on
I step and don't care who I'm rolling on
My tears dry the fastest on a motor
You can see the best when you look below
Lots of mud and pain
Habits, addiction, area, violence
Relief, the gun
The microphone breaks, the plastic cracks
Highway is my one and only matrix
Travel and stop when you break a heel
Remember the connections failed in advance
Losers, cruisers, tired bluesmen
Alcohol wets the soul of a sponge

Chorus

We don't change our habits, same old same old
Dilating pupils every hour
We don't change our habits, same old same old
Dilating pupils every day
We don't change our habits, same old same old
Dilating pupils non stop
We don't change our habits, same old same old
Dilating pupils non stop

Running away, coming back, grinding bones
You lubricate with fear, cold icy breath
When I am not ok, I hide myself well
At the end of the week, who cares about it
I wish flashes were in my eyes all the time
And cars were crossing a bridge without brakes
I wish graffiti predicted which is the next stop
And I had a seat belt when reality massacres me
Let the fans light with flares
Unspeakable aspirations of a young warrior
Illegals, social cases, and other clans
Nothing will wash away the messages on the scarf
Raise your scarf in the name of the oppressed, you'll never change a thing
But kids will inherit your pride, your shame
Your gentleness and your hellish blood orange

Chorus

We don't change our habits, same old same old
Dilating pupils every hour
We don't change our habits, same old same old
Dilating pupils every day
We don't change our habits, same old same old
Dilating pupils non stop