Paroles et traduction Vojko V - Machare

Machare

Ljudi s kojima ja se družim su
Malo maćani svi su malo maćare
Ako družim se samo s maćama
Znači i ja sam vjerojatno maćare
Posli vikenda puše južina
Pun je misec i svi smo malo maćare
Šetam ulicom pada kiša ja gledam ljude i svi mi pare ma

Ćare čua si glasinu, otiša sam na kvasinu
Ne javljam se zaključa sam se u jazbinu
Maci malo sam nacika
Ka hokejaška kaciga
Svi kad me vide se pripadnu
Jer u autu mi svira klasika
U liftu s nikim ne komuniciram dica kriju se od mene iza matere
Kad sam napušen di god pogledam vidin jedino zavjere
Sidim doma i nigdi ne iden klubovi mi se gade
Pijem pivu na prozoru gledam ljude koji prođu ispod moje zgrade
Moj kvart se zove Lokve, kvart je masu lip
Al tu i tamo noževi se vani vade
Na ulici se uvik dere neki tip
Na prozorima uvik stoje neke babe
U studiju ja uvik radim neki beat
Svi misle mogu uzet bitove za džabe
Jer niko nema posla niko ne zna šta će
Na mom kauču su samo maće na mom kauču su svi maćare

Ljudi s kojima ja se družim su
Malo maćani svi su malo maćare

Ako družim se samo s maćama
Znači i ja sam vjerojatno maćare

Posli vikenda puše južina
Pun je misec i svi smo malo maćare

Šetam ulicom pada kiša
Ja gledam ljude i svi mi pare maćare

Kad puše olujno jugo brodovi ne plove
Kad puše na rivi more izbaci mrtvu ribu do marmontove
Ja sidim doma dok u wc-u mi ventilacija žviždi
Iz radijatora čujem susidu kako na muža vrišti
Mesari tuku po šnicelima dok pasi laju na ulici
Crkva zvoni pa susid buši pa crkvi zvoni i tako stalno u loop
U dubrovačkoj republici kad bi nekog ubia
Ako tada je bilo jugo pomilova bi te sud
Puše jugo sve mi pari smeće
Gledan komedije cijelo večer
Nisam se nasmija niti jedan put

Puše jugo svađam se na netu
Nikom ne odgovaram u chatu
Niko ne zna zašto sam odjednom ljut

Pun je misec osjećam bjesnoću
Iden se prošetat vani noću
Sidin sam na klupi parin malo lud

Gledan ljude glupe su im face
Slušan ih i glupe su im baze
Svaki pogled isprid mate pari tup

Gledam mercedesa kako skreće
Gledam babu kako kopa smeće
Cila država svi smo adio mare

Gledam dnevnik vidim crtić
Gledam sabor vidim vrtić
Cila država svi smo malo maćare

Neki ljudi su tako rođeni
Već u mladosti ostali su maćare

Neki tek su se posli maćali
Tek u starosti postali su maćare

Kasno navečer sam u studiju
Čujem glasove i kažu da sam maćare

Radin sklekove, radin zgibove
Vježbam tako da budem manje maćare

Machare

The people I hang out with are
A bit crazy, they're all a bit maćare
If I only hang out with maćamas
It means I'm probably a maćare too
After the weekend, the south wind blows
The moon is full and we're all a bit maćare
I walk down the street, it's raining, I look at people and they all seem maćare to me

Ćare, you heard the gossip, I went to a party
I'm not answering, I've locked myself in my den
Maći, I'm a bit of a weirdo
Like a hockey helmet
Everyone who sees me gets scared
Because classical music plays in my car
I don't communicate with anyone in the elevator, the kids hide from me behind their mothers
When I'm abandoned, everywhere I look I see only conspiracies
I sit at home and don't go anywhere, I hate clubs
I drink beer by the window, watching people pass by under my building
My neighborhood is called Lokve, it's a pretty nice neighborhood
But here and there, knives are drawn outside
There's always some guy yelling in the street
There are always some chicks standing in the windows
In the studio I'm always working on some beat
Everybody thinks they can take my beats for free
Because nobody has a job, nobody knows what to do
On my couch there are only maće, on my couch there are all maćare

The people I hang out with are
A bit crazy, they're all a bit maćare

If I only hang out with maćamas
It means I'm probably a maćare too

After the weekend, the south wind blows
The moon is full and we're all a bit maćare

I walk down the street, it's raining
I look at people and they all seem maćare to me

When a stormy south wind blows, boats don't sail
When it blows on the beach, the sea throws dead fish up to Marmontova
I sit at home while the ventilation in my toilet whistles
I can hear my neighbor screaming at her husband from the radiator
Butchers beat up schnitzels while dogs bark in the street
The church bell rings, then the neighbor drills, then the church bell rings, and so on and so on
In the Dubrovnik Republic, when someone would kill someone
If the south wind was blowing then, the court would pardon you
The south wind blows, everything seems ugly to me
I watch comedies all evening
I didn't smile once

The south wind blows, I argue on the internet
I don't answer anyone in the chat
Nobody knows why I'm suddenly angry

The moon is full, I feel furious
I go for a walk outside at night
I sit on a bench, steaming a bit crazy

I look at people, their faces are stupid
I listen to them, their words are stupid
Every look from under their mother's seems stupid

I watch a Mercedes as it turns
I watch an old woman as she digs through the trash
The whole country, we're all adio mare

I watch the news, I see a cartoon
I watch the parliament, I see a kindergarten
The whole country, we're all a bit maćare

Some people are born that way
They stayed maćare already in their youth

Some only became maćare later
They only became maćare in old age

Late at night I'm in the studio
I hear voices and they say I'm a maćare

I do push-ups, I do pull-ups
I exercise so that I can be less maćare