Текст и перевод песни Alen Islamović - Trokiram (Ubicu se moje luce)

Trokiram (Ubicu se moje luce)

(Ubiću se, moje luče)
(Zbog tebe mi srce puče)
(Ubiću se, moje luče)
(Zbog tebe mi srce puče)

Cvrči noć, nervira
Pomračina zavarava
Gdje li si se ugnjezdila mirišljiva, okupana
Dotjerana sva u bijelom, našminkana, opeglana

Svi svjetlaci k′o pikavci
Sve luduje (laj-laj-la), ja najluđi
Tko to dira zrele breskve ispod njene košuljice?
Polupaću sijalice uzduž cijele ulice
Zbog lulice za brigice

Trokiram, kad žurim, blokiram
A duša izdiše zbog namiguše
Stopiram, a mjesec izvirio
Sram ga, i on se opio, il' zaljubio

Gdje li si, repiću
Otkačiću, ne-n-n-ne-ne-neka ću
Zbog tebe ću, muko moja, raditi sve najgore
Ujedaću i vrištaću i divljaću do zore
Zbog lulice za brigice

Trokiram, kad žurim, blokiram
A duša izdiše zbog namiguše
Stopiram, a mjesec izvirio
Sram ga, i on se opio, il′ zaljubio
Namigušo

Trokiram, kad žurim, blokiram
A duša izdiše zbog namiguše
Stopiram, a mjesec izvirio
Sram ga, i on se opio, il' zaljubio
O-o, namigušo

Bartering (My Eyes Will Kill)

(I'll kill myself, my love)
(My heart will burst because of you)
(I'll kill myself, my love)
(My heart will burst because of you)

The night is chirping, annoying me
The darkness is deceiving
Where have you nestled, my fragrant, bathed one
All dolled up in white, made up, ironed

All the lights are like fireflies
Everyone is going crazy (la-la-la), me the craziest
Who's touching the ripe peaches under her blouse?
I'll break all the light bulbs along the whole street
For a lullaby for my worries

I'm bartering, when I'm in a hurry, I block
And my soul is dying because of the little flirt
I'm hitchhiking, and the moon has come out
Shame on him, he's drunk or in love

Where are you, my little tail
I'll go crazy, I will (no-no-no-no-no)
Because of you, my torment, I'll do the worst
I'll bite, scream, and rage until dawn
For a lullaby for my worries

I'm bartering, when I'm in a hurry, I block
And my soul is dying because of the little flirt
I'm hitchhiking, and the moon has come out
Shame on him, he's drunk or in love
Little flirt

I'm bartering, when I'm in a hurry, I block
And my soul is dying because of the little flirt
I'm hitchhiking, and the moon has come out
Shame on him, he's drunk or in love
Oh oh, little flirt