Paroles et traduction TBF - Smak Svita

Smak Svita

Ma vidi vraga,
Baš kako su javili sinoć na vijestima, sunce je jutros izgubilo sjaj
Stvarno bliži nam se kraj, moram priznat čudan osjećaj
Kažu. Jučer iznenada su se otvorila
Vrata nepoznate dimenzije negdje pored Marsa
Iz njih je izletija ogroman asteroid i
Sad juri prema Zemlji, kažu nema nam spasa
Neki govore to smo prizvali sami, neki tvrde to je Božja kazna
Ja se pitam kolko astronomski mala je mogla bit ta šansa
Al opet dobro da je danas na radni dan
A ja ću ostat doma uz hit dana:
Apokalipsa sa vašeg balkona,
Rezolucija perfektna, kristalan sound, sorround all arround
When it hits the ground!

Tu du du...

A u Saboru jutros isti debilizam,
čiji je stari bija Ustaša, a čiji partizan
A obzirom da je danas kataklizma,
Uputili su notu da nas priko reda prime u Europu
A još uvijek ne virujem sto posto u
Sve to, možda je neki reality show
Neko pomicanje granica, iluzije i zbilje,
Neko medijsko izdrkavanje na temu iz Biblije
Neko Orson Welles sranje,
Kao ona invazija s Marsa, možda je sve izrežirana farsa
Al di je tu baza, neko ima bolestan smisao za humor, nek dobije tumor
Ako je stvarno istina, onda znan,
Iza svega su sigurno masoni, židovi i Bin Laden
I baš me briga iman savršenu
Kompilaciju za kraj, koju je složija Mladen

Tu du du ...

Uberi ovo, ha vijest iz Londona,
Neki je tip na kladionici dobija masu miliona
A pet funti je stavija na smak svita
Baš na današnji dan, čist zgoditak
Al sigurno je pomislija, Ou shit imam samo jedan dan za sve potroušit
Al čekaj, kako će mu uopće moć isplatit išta
Posli smaka svita neće radit ništa, ne znam
Vatre će se pojavit oko pet otprilike
Izvadit ću bocu za posebne prilike
Lipo se cvrcnit, ubit najmanji strah,
Iz praha smo nastali i postat ćemo prah
Raznit će nas svugdi neki ritam ludi di god mu se svidi
O nama će pričat ka i mi o Atlantidi, a
Možda i neće, ma jebo nas nemamo sreće

Tu du du ... Nema nam pomoći ...
Tu du du ... Nema nam pomoći ...
Tu du du ... Nema nam pomoći ...
Tu du du ... Nema nam pomoći ...

The End of the World

Look at this mess,
Just like they said on the news last night, the sun lost its shine this morning
The end is really near, I must admit, it's a strange feeling
They say. Yesterday, out of the blue, they opened
The gates of an unknown dimension somewhere near Mars
A giant asteroid flew out of it and
Now it's rushing towards Earth, they say there's no escape
Some say we brought this upon ourselves, some claim it's God's punishment
I wonder how astronomically small that chance could have been
But still, it's good that it's a weekday today
And I'll stay home with the hit of the day:
Apocalypse from your balcony,
Perfect resolution, crystal clear sound, surround all around
When it hits the ground!

Boom boom boom...

And in the Parliament, the same old crap this morning,
Whose old man was an Ustaša, and whose was a Partisan
And since it's a cataclysm today,
They sent a note to let us into Europe ahead of the line
And I still don't believe one hundred percent in
All of this, maybe it's some reality show
Some shifting of boundaries, illusions and reality,
Some media jerk-off on the theme from the Bible
Some Orson Welles crap,
Like that invasion from Mars, maybe it's all a staged farce
But where's the base here, someone has a sick sense of humor, may they get a tumor
If it's really true, then I know,
Behind it all are surely Masons, Jews, and Bin Laden
And I don't care, I have a perfect
Compilation for the end, which Mladen put together

Boom boom boom ...

Get this, hey, news from London,
Some guy won a ton of millions at the betting shop
He bet five pounds on the end of the world
Right on this day, a clean hit
But he must have thought, "Oh shit, I only have one day to spend it all"
But wait, how will they even be able to pay him anything
After the end of the world, nothing will work, I don't know
The fires will appear around five o'clock or so
I'll take out a bottle for special occasions
Get nicely wasted, kill the smallest fear,
We came from dust and we will become dust
Some crazy rhythm will scatter us everywhere it likes
They will talk about us like we talk about Atlantis, and
Maybe they won't, screw it, we have no luck

Boom boom boom ... There's no help for us ...
Boom boom boom ... There's no help for us ...
Boom boom boom ... There's no help for us ...
Boom boom boom ... There's no help for us ...