Текст и перевод песни Bijelo Dugme - Na Zadnjem Sjedištu Moga Auta-Single - Remastered

Na Zadnjem Sjedištu Moga Auta-Single - Remastered

Gnjave kina i kafane
Male droce, satro dame
I gnjave (ne, ne)
Svega preko glave (ne, ne, ne)

A ona isla bi negdje
Da obuce finu novu haljinu
Kako stvarno (ne ne)
Izguzvana stalno (ne, ne, ne)

A ja joj kazem, ne budi luda
Bice nam bolje sto puta
Na zadnjem sjedistu moga auta

Dosta cvrkuta i pejzaza
Vec je postalo sve gnjavaza
A i mravi (ne, ne)
Gnjave me u travi (ne, ne, ne)

A ona isla bi negdje
Da je ptice bude, gdje su livade
I mirisu trave (ne, ne)
I neba se plave (ne, ne, ne)

Ma srce moje, ne budi luda
Bice nam bolje sto puta
Na zadnjem sjedistu moga auta
Pa da

Zivoti gnjave, smrti gnjave
Mrzim price i suplje glave
I mudrace (ne, ne)
Uvijek iste face (ne, ne, ne)

A ona isla bi negdje
Gdje se ludo igra da se izigra
I da me ljubi (ne, ne)
Kad ne vide drugi (ne, ne, ne)

A, duso moja, ne budi luda
Bice nam bolje sto puta
Na zadnjem sjedistu moga auta
Pa da

Gnjave me kina
Gnjave i kafane
Gnjave droce, gnjave dame
Svi gnjave, i to preko glave

A ona isla bi negdje
Da obuce finu novu haljinu
Kako stvarno (ne ne)
Izguzvana stalno (ne, ne, ne)

A ja joj kazem, ne budi luda
Bice nam bolje sto puta
Na zadnjem sjedistu moga auta

Na Zadnjem Sjedištu Moga Auta-Single - Remastered

Dingy cinemas and coffee shops
Little brats, cheap floozies
And dingy (no, no)
Everything is too much (no, no, no)

And you would go somewhere
To put on a new, fancy dress
Truly (no, no)
Constantly lost (no, no, no)

But I tell you, don't be crazy
It will be so much better for us
In the backseat of my car

Enough of the chirping and landscapes
Everything has become annoying
And the ants (no, no)
Annoy me in the grass (no, no, no)

And you would go somewhere
To be where the birds are, where the meadows are
And the scent of grass (no, no)
And the blue skies (no, no, no)

My love, don't be crazy
It will be so much better for us
In the backseat of my car
Yes, it will

Lives are dingy, deaths are dingy
I hate stories and empty heads
And the wise men (no, no)
Always the same faces (no, no, no)

And you would go somewhere
To play a game of make-believe
And to make love (no, no)
When no one else is watching (no, no, no)

But, my dear, don't be crazy
It will be so much better for us
In the backseat of my car
Yes, it will

Cinemas annoy me
Coffee shops annoy me
Little brats, cheap floozies annoy me
Everything annoys me, too much

And you would go somewhere
To put on a new, fancy dress
Truly (no, no)
Constantly lost (no, no, no)

But I tell you, don't be crazy
It will be so much better for us
In the backseat of my car