Текст и перевод песни Dubioza kolektiv feat. Lucić & Dežulović - K.P. dom

K.P. dom

K.P. Dom sad Dom je tvoj
Na reveru redni broj
Ne puštaj iz ruku sapun
Džaba što si tajkun
Tvoj stari život k'o u bajci bio je fantastičan
A kraj nije sretan nego pravo dramatičan
Prevelik apetit, tebi nikad dovoljno
Htio si i državu valjda prodat' povoljno
Kavijar, šampanjac i počasne lože
Volio si luksuz, šta ćeš kad se može
Volio si umjetnost, ulja na platnu
Tako si zaboravljao istoriju ratnu
Gradile se zgrade, dizao si spratove
Na ruci nosio si skupocjene satove
Pohlepan si bio to na loše miriše
Zinula ti guzica previše
Znaš da nije sreća kad je para puna vreća
Sreća je kad napune se i druga i treća
Sreća je i zlato, sreća su i stanovi
Al' sreći dođe kraj, propadoše planovi
K.P. dom sad dom je tvoj
Na reveru redni broj
Ne puštaj iz ruku sapun
Džaba što si tajkun
Sve je bilo k'o u snu, samo nebo bila granica
Prekide se magija kad uđe sekretarica
"Evo hladan sokić, stigla je i kavica"
Stigla je i murija, stigla je i marica
Tako ti i treba kad si bio megaloman
Navučen na vlast k'o najgori narkoman
Ispalo je s pravom da imao si fobiju
Bio si na vrhu, onda fasov'o si robiju
Mjesto đakonija i skupocjenih vina
Sad jedeš splačine zatvorskih kantina
Ispao si papak, žrtveni jarac
Na dan kad te puste bićeš smežurani starac
Imao si vilu, bazen, jahtu i avion
Sad je iza rešetaka pun pansion
Vrijeme sporo prolazi, minuta k'o godina
Izdali te prijatelji, izdala te rodbina
K.P. dom je mati moja
Luč u tami ovog vijeka
Tu te stave da poprave
Sve kvarove kod čovjeka
K.P. dom je mati moja
Svaki korak budno prati
Da se starom lošem društvu
Prije vremena ne vratim
K.P. dom je mati moja
Otkriva mi mnoge tajne
Da je čovjek veće blago
Od države i blagajne
K.P. dom je mati moja
Stražaru sam svakom mio
Kažu da se bolje vladam
Nego kad sam sva vlast bio
K.P. dom je mati moja
Robijaši raja fina
Sa mnom dijele zlo i dobro
K.P. dom je domovina

K.P. Home

K.P. Home, Your Home
On a lapel, serial number
Don't drop the soap
It's useless you're a tycoon
Your old life like a fairy tale was fantastic
But the end isn't happy, rather truly dramatic
Too big of an appetite, never enough for you
You wanted to sell the state cheaply, I suppose
Caviar, champagne, and honorary boxes
You loved luxury, what can you do when you can afford it
You loved art, oil on canvas
That's how you forgot about the warlike history
Edifices were built, you erected storeys
On your wrist, you wore expensive watches
You were greedy, and it smells bad
Your ass opened up too wide
You know there's no happiness when there's a whole bag of money
Happiness is when the second and third are full too
Happiness is gold, happiness is apartments
But happiness comes to an end, plans fail
K.P. Home, Your Home
On a lapel, serial number
Don't drop the soap
It's useless you're a tycoon
Everything was like in a dream, only the sky was the limit
The magic ended when the secretary entered
"Here's a cold juice, and coffee has arrived too"
Cops arrived too, and so did a police car
Serves you right, you were such a megalomaniac
Drawn to power like a drug addict
It turned out you had a phobia
You were at the top, then you were doing time
Instead of communion and expensive wines
Now you eat slop from prison canteens
You've become a fool, a scapegoat
The day they let you out you'll be a withered old geezer
You had a villa, a pool, a yacht, and a plane
Now behind bars, it's full board
Time passes slowly, a minute like a year
Your friends have betrayed you, your family has betrayed you
K.P. Home, My Mother
Light in the darkness of this era
Here they put you to fix
All the flaws in a human being
K.P. Home, My Mother
Watches every step
So that I don't return to my old, wicked company
Before my time
K.P. Home, My Mother
Reveals many secrets to me
That a man is a greater treasure
Than a state and a treasury
K.P. Home, My Mother
I'm dear to every guard
They say I behave better
Than when I was all-powerful
K.P. Home, My Mother
Prisoners are a fine bunch
They share their good and evil with me
K.P. Home, My Homeland