Текст и перевод песни Edo Maajka feat. Branko Đurić - Jesmo L' Sami

Jesmo L' Sami

Ja sam tog dana obavljao najnormalnije funkcije ovaj
Jutarnje, zaljevao sam pesticidima polje iznad bukovice
Kad se iznenada, na lijevoj strani sam u vidokrugu primjetio
Neki eee objekat eee nepoznat koji je bio bljestav
Ustvari mjenjo je boju
Ustvari bio je zut, zelenkaste boje
Povremeno
Onda sam iznenada, zacudio sam se jer sam primjetio
Da avion jednostavno stoji na mjestu i da se elisa pri tom ne okrece
A ja sam znao da se avion morao kretat
Jer sam ga upalio i sve
Medjutim motor je mirovao sve je stajalo
Taj objekat je proletio par puta pored mene
Pogledo sam dole, pesticidi su oo nisu padali po njivi
Nego su na moje ooo opsto iznenadjenje stajali u zraku
Onda sam s ovaj nisam gubio pribranost ni jednog momenta
Pokusao sam da pokrenem avion nije mi polazilo za rukom
Kad kad mi se taj objekat izgubio
Nepoznati bljesteci ee zeleni ustvari crveni je bio
Taj zelenkasti objekat kad kad kad se izgubio iz vidokruga
Avion je sam kreno naprijed i ja sam imao apsolutnu kontrolu
Nemojte me vise stvarno

Bila je ponoc i satovi su stali
Na vrata mi pokucase mulder i scully
Kazu trazimo svemirca velka mu je glava
Reko 'imam takvog u gacama al' trenutno spava'
Sala mala

Da te pitam
Da li imaju duge kose?
Da li traperice nose?
Da li vjeruju u boga?
Da li uzimaju droga?
Da li ima smoga i kod njih na planetu?
Dive li se nama il nam zele nanjet stetu?
Odakle dolaze ove nase mljecne staze?
Je li dolaze u miru ili zele da nas zgaze?
Zasto paze tolko na svoju diskreciju?
Da li mozda zele na nama da naprave korekciju?
Pa da i mi dodjemo do svjetskoga mira
Al' mozda i kod njih gore neka borbena svira
Mozda je i kod njih gore samo se priznat stide
Mozda svoj opstanak na nasoj zemlji vide
Pitam se
Da li rade grafite?
Il' su im ulice totalno ono totalno jebene ciste?
Tako ciste da se ono sve pravo sjaji
Da li udobno zive ili umiru od gladi
Da li se trava sadi kod njih ko kod nas zito?
Da vidim svemirca to bih ga ja upito
Da li imaju policiju?
Da li i njih maltretira?
Da li vole opoziciju i kako vlast se kod njih bira?
Znaju li sta je piva?
Da li rocka kod njih ima?
Da li ima kod njih boli?
Da li zena voli?
Duvaju li na flasu ili koriste roli?
Je li ljepo tijelo kod njihovih zena?
Da li se i oni tuku zbog boje svoga tena?
Kad dodju izbori jel se i kod njih laze?
Da li im zene vole petting vole'l tetovaze?
Koja je valuta?
I da li devalvira?
Da li i kod njih na ratu gore neko profitira?
Kojim danom po gebiru idu?
I zasto nikad bas nikad nas ne zovu na gidu?
Je li imaju u vidu davat vize za strance?
Hoce li primat ko' izbjeglice nas bosance?
Nek' me prime prvog ovdje nemam plana, kuce, stana
Zivitnog elana ni volana da vozim
Ovdje mi je neugodno al' kod vas cu da prosim

Nek' nam vrate elvisa, haseta, bruce lee-a
A evo im silikoni, atomska i cia
Nek' nam vrate elvisa, haseta, bruce lee-a
A evo im silikoni, atomska i cia
Nek' nam vrate elvisa, haseta, bruce lee-a
A evo im silikoni, atomska i cia

Are We Alone?

I was performing the most normal functions that day, uh
Morning ones, I was watering the field above Bukovica with pesticides
When suddenly, on the left side, I noticed in my field of vision
Some uh object uh unknown that was shiny
Actually it changed color
Actually it was yellow, greenish color
Occasionally
Then suddenly, I was surprised because I noticed
That the plane simply stands still and the propeller doesn't rotate
And I knew the plane had to move
Because I turned it on and everything
However, the engine was idling, everything was standing still
That object flew past me a couple of times
I looked down, the pesticides uh didn't fall on the field
But to my uh uh surprise they were standing in the air
Then I didn't lose my composure for a single moment
I tried to start the plane, but my hand wouldn't do it
When that object disappeared on me
The unknown shiny uh green, actually it was red
That greenish object, when when when it disappeared from view
The plane started moving forward by itself and I had absolute control
Don't really bother me anymore

It was midnight and the clocks stopped
Mulder and Scully knocked on my door
They said 'we are looking for an astronaut, his head is big'
I said, 'I have one in my pants, but he's sleeping right now'
Just kidding

Let me ask you
Do they have long hair?
Do they wear jeans?
Do they believe in god?
Do they take drugs?
Is there smog on their planet too?
Do they admire us or do they want to harm us?
Where do they come from, our Milky Way?
Do they come in peace or do they want to crush us?
Why are they so careful about their discretion?
Maybe they want to make a correction on us?
So that we too can come to world peace
But maybe some war music is playing up there with them too
Maybe it's the same up there with them, they're just ashamed to admit it
Maybe they see their survival on our Earth
I wonder
Do they do graffiti?
Or are their streets totally like totally fucking clean?
So clean that everything just shines
Do they live comfortably or are they starving?
Is grass planted with them like wheat with us?
If I saw an astronaut, I'd ask him
Do they have police?
Does it abuse them too?
Do they like the opposition and how is power chosen with them?
Do they know what beer is?
Is there rock with them?
Is there pain with them?
Do women love?
Do they blow on the bottle or use a roller?
Are their women's bodies beautiful?
Do they also fight because of the color of their skin?
When elections come, do they lie too?
Do their women like petting, do they like tattoos?
What is the currency?
And does it devalue?
Is there someone profiting from the war up there with them?
What day do they walk the mountain?
And why, never, absolutely never do they invite us to visit?
Do they have in mind to give visas to foreigners?
Will they accept us Bosnians as refugees?
Let them take me first, I have no plan here, no house, no apartment
No will to live or a steering wheel to drive
I'm uncomfortable here, but I'll beg with you

Let them give us back Elvis, Hase, Bruce Lee
And here are silicones, atomic and CIA
Let them give us back Elvis, Hase, Bruce Lee
And here are silicones, atomic and CIA
Let them give us back Elvis, Hase, Bruce Lee
And here are silicones, atomic and CIA