Текст и перевод песни ACA LUKAS - Stil Života

Stil Života

Ti nikad ne pakuješ
Kofer moj na radost
Kad dođem čist k'o suza
Smisliš neku gadost
Kučka ti je srednje ime
Prvo ti je haos i lepota
Ti navići se nećeš nikad
Na mene i na moj stil života
I kad me prođu crne misli
Kroz oblak kad zasija
Ti kažeš mora da si opet
Drogiran i pijan
Kučka ti je srednje ime
Prvo ti je haos i lepota
Ti navići se nećeš nikad
Na mene i na moj stil života
Al' živa su još
Dva umorna leša
Preko dana smo k'o stene
Al' noć nas omekša
I nikad od nas
Ništa bilo ne bi
Takvo strašilo u duši
Ne izgledam sebi
I zato ostajem tu
Makar bilo gore
Ja i ti smo ipak
Samo jedno srce, dve pretkomore
I kad me prođu crne misli
Kroz oblak kad zasija
Ti kažeš mora da si opet
Drogiran i pijan
Kučka ti je srednje ime
Prvo ti je haos i lepota
Ti navići se nećeš nikad
Na mene i na moj stil života
Al' živa su još
Dva umorna leša
Preko dana smo k'o stene
Al' noć nas omekša
I nikad od nas
Ništa bilo ne bi
Takvo strašilo u duši
Ne izgledam sebi
I zato ostajem tu
Makar bilo gore
Ja i ti smo ipak
Samo jedno srce, dve pretkomore

Lifestyle

You never pack
My suitcase is a delight
When I arrive clean as a whistle
You come up with some mischief
Bitch is your middle name
First you have chaos and beauty
Your habits will never change
For me and my lifestyle
And when I get dark thoughts
Through the clouds when it shines
You say you must be again
Drugged and drunk
Bitch is your middle name
First you have chaos and beauty
Your habits will never change
For me and my lifestyle
But they're still alive
Two tired corpses
During the day we are like stone
But the night softens us
And never from us
Nothing would come
Such a scarecrow in my soul
I don't look like myself
And that's why I'm staying here
Even if it was worse
You and I are still
Just one heart, two atria
And when I get dark thoughts
Through the clouds when it shines
You say you must be again
Drugged and drunk
Bitch is your middle name
First you have chaos and beauty
Your habits will never change
For me and my lifestyle
But they're still alive
Two tired corpses
During the day we are like stone
But the night softens us
And never from us
Nothing would come
Such a scarecrow in my soul
I don't look like myself
And that's why I'm staying here
Even if it was worse
You and I are still
Just one heart, two atria