Hej Slaveni - Elemental перевод на английский

Hej Slaveni

Oprostite što nosim svu tu prtljagu
što ju raspakiravam pred vama u Strasbourgu i Haagu
što dolazim s torbom punom lokalnih sranja
što zovem se Edin, Đorđe ili Sanja
dopustite da budem građanin svijeta
neopterećen jarmom balkanskog identiteta
da stvaram ispočetka i da krojim svoj put
da odgovaram sebi i samo na sebe budem ljut.
I shvatite da to što nosim nije moje
da su drugi po meni šarali sve te nacionalne boje,
da sam odgajan da mrzim al' se mržnje sada sramim
da drugi su htjeli na istoku da se osamim
i shvatite da ja jesam to što jesam
da moje znanje i sposobnost definiraju što sam
da je pun kurac više to što nosim ovo breme
uzmite si i nosite sve te vaše probleme

Hej Slaveni
Još ste živi,
a davno trebali ste nestati
Hej Slaveni
Vaše vatre još gore,
ne daju mi disati.

Na čijoj si ti strani, čiji, čiji si ti, mali
Okrećeš li kaput koji su ti dali
Mijenjaš li boje poput kameleona
Gdje tvoj distrikt, gdje je tvoja zona.
A ja bi najradije da nestanem
Sram me, postidim se kad izreknem
Odakle sam, tko sam, jer važu mi težinu
A najrađe bih sve poslala u materinu.
Podvuk'o bih crtu i krenuo ispočetka
U zemlji gdje kuće nemaju rupe od metka,
I kvragu vaši ratovi i s vašeg stola mrvice
I k vragu vaše Ruže hrvatske i Titove ljubice
I kvragu vaše doktrine i veliki nam vođe,
a sve me to glođe, do kosti me to glođe

Raspižđen i lud, ovo krik je u tami
Jebem vam mater, snać ćemo se mi sami.

Čovjek bez naroda,
Čovjek bez amblema,
Čovjek bez himne
je čovjek bez problema.
Čovjek bez naroda,

Čovjek bez amblema,
Čovjek bez himne
je čovjek bez problema.

Hej Slaveni
Još ste živi,
a davno trebali ste nestati
Hej Slaveni
Vaše vatre još gore,
ne daju mi disati.
Hej Slaveni
Još ste živi,
a davno trebali ste nestati
Hej Slaveni
Vaše vatre još gore,
ne daju mi disati.
Kraj

Hey Slavs

I'm sorry for carrying all this baggage
that I'm unpacking it in front of you in Strasbourg and The Hague
that I come with a bag full of local shit
that my name is Edin, Đorđe or Sanja
Let me be a citizen of the world
Unburdened by the yoke of Balkan identity
To create anew and carve my own path
To answer to myself and be angry only with myself.
And understand that what I carry is not mine
That others drew all those national colors on me
That I was raised to hate but now I am ashamed of hatred
That others wanted me to isolate myself in the east
And understand that I am what I am
That my knowledge and ability define what I am
That it is enough to carry this burden any longer
Take your problems and carry them all

Hey Slavs
You're still alive
But you should have been gone long ago
Hey Slavs
Your fires still burn
They won't let me breathe.

Whose side are you on, whose are you, little one
Do you turn the coat they gave you
Do you change colors like a chameleon
Where is your district, where is your zone.
But I would rather disappear
I am ashamed, I am embarrassed when I say
Where I'm from, who I am, because they weigh me down
And I would rather send it all to hell.
I would draw a line and start over
In a land where houses have no bullet holes,
And to hell with your wars and the crumbs from your table,
And to hell with your Croatian Roses and Tito's violets
And to hell with your doctrines and our great leaders,
But it all gnaws at me, it gnaws at me to the bone

Crucified and mad, this is a cry in the darkness
Fuck you, we'll handle this ourselves.

A man without a people,
A man without an emblem,
A man without a hymn
Is a man without problems.
A man without a people,

A man without an emblem,
A man without a hymn
Is a man without problems.

Hey Slavs
You're still alive
But you should have been gone long ago
Hey Slavs
Your fires still burn
They won't let me breathe.
Hey Slavs
You're still alive
But you should have been gone long ago
Hey Slavs
Your fires still burn
They won't let me breathe.
The end