Текст и перевод песни Hladno Pivo - Stari Šajser

Stari Šajser

Gospon stari šajser rado bi imal šmajser
Kad vidi dotepence kaj su se dovlekli
I one mulce kaj ne bi rekli ni dobar dan
U liftu prčkaju po mobitelima.
Gospon stari šajser rado bi imal šmajser
Na portafonu stalno nova imena, neko mu šarao po zvonu
Nekom očito smeta kaj je on tu bil prvi
I neće da im se makne
On odlazi odavde samo
S nogama naprijed

S nogama naprijed, s nogama naprijed
Odlazi odavde samo s nogama naprijed
Tanki su živci, obarač je napet
Odlazi odavde samo s nogama naprijed

Gospon stari šajser sinoć je bil našvajsan
Rek'o mi promuklim glasom: 'Malo sam pod gasom
Pa ne znam da li sam Vam rekel već
Ali Zagreb Vam nekad bil mali Beč.
Četiri metra do stropa nekad sli Europa
I ne znam da li sam Vam rekel već
Ali Zagreb Vam nekad bil mali Beč
četiri metra do stropa, nekad sli Europa
I ne bi Vas htel gnjavit s tim
Al, znate, i ja sam u srcu mlad fakin.
A sad mi kažu da smetam, hoće da im se maknem
Ali ja odlazim odavde
Samo s nogama naprijed'
S nogama naprijed s nogama naprijed
Odlazi odavde samo s nogama naprijed
Tanki su živci, obarač je napet
Odlazi odavde samo s nogama naprijed
S nogama naprijed s nogama naprijed
Odlazi odavde samo s nogama naprijed
Tanki su živci, obarač je napet
Odlazi odavde samo s nogama naprijed

Gospon stari šajser, rado bi imal šmajser
I prave patrone, i prave metke
Kad mu zvone oni kaj dijele letke
Premda lepo piše: bez reklama,
Hvala

Old Crank

Mr. Old Crank would love to have a machine gun
When he sees the louts who have dragged themselves in
And those brats who wouldn't even say hello
In the elevator, they're messing around on their cell phones.
Mr. Old Crank would love to have a machine gun
On the intercom, there are always new names, someone has been messing with the bell
Obviously, someone is bothered that he was here first
And they don't want him to move
He's only leaving here
Feet first

Feet first, feet first
He's only leaving here feet first
Nerves are thin, the trigger is cocked
He's only leaving here feet first

Mr. Old Crank was tipsy last night
He said to me in a hoarse voice: 'I had a bit too much to drink
And I don't know if I've told you already
But Zagreb used to be a little Vienna.
Four meters to the ceiling, once like Europe
And I don't know if I've told you already
But Zagreb used to be a little Vienna
Four meters to the ceiling, once like Europe
And I wouldn't want to bother you with this
But, you know, I'm still young at heart, damn it.
But now they tell me I'm in the way, they want me to move
But I'm only leaving here
With my feet first'
Feet first feet first
He's only leaving here feet first
Nerves are thin, the trigger is cocked
He's only leaving here feet first
Feet first feet first
He's only leaving here feet first
Nerves are thin, the trigger is cocked
He's only leaving here feet first

Mr. Old Crank, would love to have a machine gun
And real ammo, and real bullets
When the leaflet distributors ring him
Even though it says nicely: no advertising,
Thanks