Текст и перевод песни Edo Maajka - Sretno Dijete

Sretno Dijete

Billy
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Edo Maajka, stigo ćumur
Billy, Edo Maajka i Billy
Sretna smo djeca

Mama kad ne voli dijete, djeca narastu i prijete
Kad ih dovoljno ne vole, djeca uzmu pištolje
Kad na MTV-u vide od onoga Diddyja vilu
Žele preko noći da imaju i to sve na silu

Lijepe stvari vide a zaborave da žive
Đe su hajduci i vile, đe su paravojske mile
Skontaju đe žive, piju rakije i pive
Bijesni traže krive, režu vene i tetive

Il' nevine tuku, jer se strahovi uvuku
Pa žito mjere i dižu u zrak svoju jebenu ruku
Bijesan jer nema lovu, jer nema za majicu novu
Otac mu sjeban u rovu, nema posla, ima školu

Glupi psihijatri nisu pomogli mu tati
On je pun bijesa, ne zna đe ga ispucati
Pa ga puca u venu da mu bude dobro
Da vidiš miline, moj pobro, o

On je sretno dijete
Ja sam sretno dijete
On je sretno dijete
Ja sam sretno dijete

Il kad nesigurne klinke vide skupocjene šminke
Za pravljenje glazure, kao iz novina cure
Traže starce džeparce, starci minimalce
Pa nađu sponzore za lance i zajebane face

Budu sretne cure kojoj uvijek cure suze
Hoće mladog dečka, a sijedi je guze
Il' kad cure vide pevaljku na TV-u
U minici skupoj kakve nema kod nas ovde u selu

I mršave klinke u onom Elle-u i OK-u
Da budu daska ko one, odmah dobiju želju
Ona nema mira jer jede kajmaka i sira
Što joj se fata za bedra, pa joj bude žao što je jela

Pa stavi prst do grla i povrati onu sarmu
Pa mrzi sebe zato jer joj tata mrzi mamu
A ona voli mamu pa neće da joj prizna
Kad tata popije, dođe kući, onda je dira

Ona je sretno dijete
Ja sam sretno dijete
Ona je sretno dijete
Ja sam sretno dijete

Ja sam sretno dijete
Ja sam sretno dijete
Jesam, ja sam sretno dijete
Jesam, ja sam sretno dijete
Jesam (jesam)

Happy Child

Billy
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Edo Maajka, I'm coming over, pal
Billy, Edo Maajka and Billy
We are happy children

When a mother doesn't love her child, the child grows up threatening
When they don't love them enough, kids pick up guns
When they see Diddy's crib on MTV
They want to have all that overnight

They see nice things but forget that they live
Where are the rebels and fairies, where are the lovely paramilitaries
They realize where they live, they drink beer and brandy
Angry, they look for someone to blame, they cut their veins and tendons

Or they beat the innocent, because fears creep in
So they weigh the grain and raise their damn hands
Angry because they have no dough, because they have no new shirt
His father fucked up in a ditch, no job, but school

Stupid psychiatrists didn't help his dad
He's full of rage, doesn't know where to shoot it
So he shoots it into a vein to make himself feel good
See the beauty, my friend, oh

He's a happy child
I'm a happy child
He's a happy child
I'm a happy child

Or when insecure chicks see expensive makeup
To make the glaze, like girls from the magazines
They look for old men with money, old men with minimum wage
Then they find sponsors for chains and fucked-up faces

Happy will be the girl who always sheds tears
She wants a young boy, but she's got a gray ass
Or when girls see a singer on TV
In a mini skirt, they don't have here in our village

And skinny chicks in Elle and OK
To be as thin as they are, they get the desire
She has no peace because she eats cream and cheese
That sticks to her thighs, and she's sorry she ate it

So she puts her finger down her throat and throws up the charm
Then she hates herself because her dad hates her mom
And she loves her mom, so she won't admit it to her
When dad drinks, he comes home, then he touches her

She's a happy child
I'm a happy child
She's a happy child
I'm a happy child

I am a happy child
I am a happy child
Yes, I am a happy child
Yes, I am a happy child
Yes (yes)