Текст и перевод песни Marcelo - Laž

Laž

Laž. Svuda samo laž. Na ulicama -- laž. U licima -- laž.
Na udicama -- laž. U urlicima -- laž. Laž.
Sreća se predala, jer lomimo ogledala za laž.
Svuda samo laž. Na ulicama -- laž. U licima -- laž.
Na udicama -- laž. U urlicima -- laž. Laž.
Sreća se predala i sad je tu samo -- laž.

Zdravo, državo, ja sam iz Paraćina mali Ivan.
Kažu, bio sam divan klinac, nikada divalj, nikada inat.
Na faksu kupovali ocene, ja štrebao, nikada kivan,
Mada je zajebano to oko mita kada je taj faks -- medicina.
Nije isto kao lažni pravnik, nije isto kao nadrislikar,
Malo je gore kada lekar diplomira, a ne razlikuje tkiva i živac.
Koleginica, od cele anatomije, razlikovala samo gde je pizda,
Ali bio je tu jedan profa koji baš ceni kad tako zablistaš.
Svi znali tu javnu tajnu. Svi znali, a niko ništa.
Da mu neko ne čuva leđa, ne bi ni smeo da se tako igra.
Bilo je tu i drugih, njima draža bila je kinta.
Al' koleginica mirno spava, jer spava na parama ipak.
A onda je došla diploma. Prosečna ocena ista.
Meni i njoj, međutim -- njoj posao, meni šipak.
Njoj sreća, meni vinjak. Ona gospa, ja dripac.
...pa mrtav pijan gledam kako skalpel sija...

Laž. Svuda samo laž. Na ulicama -- laž. U licima -- laž.
Na udicama -- laž. U urlicima -- laž. Laž.
Sreća se predala, jer lomimo ogledala za laž.
Svuda samo laž. Na ulicama -- laž. U licima -- laž.
Na udicama -- laž. U urlicima -- laž. Laž.
Sreća se predala i sad je tu samo -- laž.

Da se ne lažemo, ništa nije problem za ribu
Koja nije pipnula knjigu, ali ima diplomu na zidu.
Sve ide od ruke -- kada se rašire noge.
Nakon faksa ista praksa, a primila je mnoge
Da bi bila u prilici da se zaposli u klinici.
Samo, neće bilo šta, devojka ima viši cilj.
Vreme je novac, ona ne bi da ga gubi, jer
Ima sjajan prosek i u roku završene studije.
Pa, nakon par funkcionera, jednog sudije
I jednog konzilijuma -- stigla je do hirurgije.
Tu je da vreme ubije i bude plaćena.
Nekad se i ne pojavi, nekad bude skraćena.
Ali, bila je tu baš tad kad nije trebalo...
Jedini hirurg u smeni, veoma sjebano:
Hitan slučaj, slepo crevo, mlad dečko.
Nema izbora, sad mora da uradi nešto.
Sad se trudi da se seti, sad sve od sebe daje,
Ali preterano džaba -- neminovan je zajeb.
A to nije samo zajeb, već i zločin, jer kad hirurg
Zajebe stvar, neko tad počiva u miru...

Laž. Svuda samo laž. Na ulicama -- laž. U licima -- laž.
Na udicama - laž. U urlicima -- laž. Laž.
Sreća se predala, jer lomimo ogledala za laž.
Svuda samo laž. Na ulicama -- laž. U licima -- laž.
Na udicama -- laž. U urlicimma -- laž. Laž.

Nisam ja uš'o u stranku da bi mi dali deo njihovog prihoda.
Uš'o sam da mi više ne otimaju to što mi pripada.
Ali ovde, ako si pošten, od svih stranaka skupa
Pripadne ti samo jedno: pripadne ti muka.
Jer, ni tad mi nisu dali da radim svoj jebeni pos'o.
Dali mi da delim letke, hemijske i ostali promo.
Od vrata do vrata smaram da glasaš za njih, za ološ.
Pristao pošto-poto, al' sam pitao potom pošto...
Pošto duša, dušmani, mani me, ja sam doktor!
Usrali ste mi ponos, bar se ne brišite mojom diplomom.
Bez ijedne svetle tačke, k'o domina "duplo golo".
Imaš kradno mesto, daj meni radno, stoko!!!
Pa nije valjda rame samo za tapšanje? Ne.
Rekoše da je rame i za plakanje. Oke.
Znači, sad mi se još rugate, a? E gle
šta dobri doca bez nade sad sme. Unngh!
K'o furija upadam pravo kod kučke s faksa i radim -- šta?
Drveni štapić guram u grlo i kažem da kaže AAA!
Guram drugi, guram treći! Pičko, šalje me Hipokrat lično,
Kome dao sam zakletvu da štitim jebeni ljudski život.
Što i činim. Nećeš više nikog da sjebeš, ubico!
Zadaviću te stetoskopom, al' nismo isto.
Ni sad nismo isto. Mi nikad nismo isto.
Ti i ja, mi nikad... nismo?

Oke, to nisam uradio stvarno.
O tome sam samo maštao. Spakov'o kofer, i ćao.
I kad me neko pita što sam zapalio u Švicu,
Ja mu sipam raki'cu i pričam ovu priču.
Laž. Svuda samo laž. Na ulicama -- laž. U licima -- laž.
Na udicama -- laž. U urlicima -- laž. Laž.
Sreća se predala, jer lomimo ogledala za laž.
Svuda samo laž. Na ulicama -- laž. U licima -- laž.
Na udicama -- laž. U urlicima -- laž. Laž.
Sreća se predala i sad je tu samo -- laž.

The Lie

Lies. Everywhere, only lies. On the streets - lies. In the faces - lies.
On the hooks - lies. In the screams - lies. Lies.
Happiness surrendered because we break mirrors for lies.
Everywhere, only lies. On the streets - lies. In the faces - lies.
On the hooks - lies. In the screams - lies. Lies.
Happiness surrendered, and now there's only - lies.

Hello, state, I'm little Ivan from Paraćin.
They say I was a wonderful kid, never wild, never stubborn.
At college, they bought grades; I studied hard, never angry,
Although it's fucked up with bribes when that college is - medicine.
It's not the same as a fake lawyer, it's not the same as a phony painter,
It's a little worse when a doctor graduates and doesn't distinguish tissues and nerves.
My classmate, from the whole anatomy, only knew where the pussy was,
But there was this one professor who really appreciates it when you shine like that.
Everyone knew this open secret. Everyone knew, and nobody did anything.
If someone wasn't watching his back, he wouldn't even dare to play like that.
There were others; they preferred money.
But my classmate sleeps peacefully because she sleeps on money after all.
And then came the diploma. The average grade was the same.
For me and her, however - she got a job, I got nothing.
She got happiness, I got brandy. She's a lady, I'm a bum.
...so dead drunk, I watch the scalpel shine...

Lies. Everywhere, only lies. On the streets - lies. In the faces - lies.
On the hooks - lies. In the screams - lies. Lies.
Happiness surrendered because we break mirrors for lies.
Everywhere, only lies. On the streets - lies. In the faces - lies.
On the hooks - lies. In the screams - lies. Lies.
Happiness surrendered, and now there's only - lies.

Let's not lie, nothing is a problem for a fish
Who hasn't touched a book but has a diploma on the wall.
Everything goes smoothly - when she spreads her legs.
After college, the same practice, and she received many
To be able to get a job at the clinic.
But she won't take just anything; the girl has a higher goal.
Time is money; she doesn't want to waste it because
She has a great average and finished her studies on time.
So, after a few officials, one judge
And one council - she reached surgery.
She's there to kill time and get paid.
Sometimes she doesn't even show up, sometimes it's shortened.
But she was there exactly when she shouldn't have been...
The only surgeon on duty, a very fucked up situation:
Emergency, appendix, young guy.
There's no choice, now she has to do something.
Now she's trying to remember, now she's giving it her all,
But it's too damn useless - a fuck-up is inevitable.
And it's not just a fuck-up, it's also a crime because when a surgeon
Fucks up, someone rests in peace...

Lies. Everywhere, only lies. On the streets - lies. In the faces - lies.
On the hooks - lies. In the screams - lies. Lies.
Happiness surrendered because we break mirrors for lies.
Everywhere, only lies. On the streets - lies. In the faces - lies.
On the hooks - lies. In the screams - lies. Lies.

I didn't join the party to get a share of their income.
I joined so they would stop taking what belongs to me.
But here, if you're honest, from all the parties together
You only get one thing: you get misery.
Because even then, they didn't let me do my fucking job.
They gave me leaflets, pens, and other promos to distribute.
From door to door, I annoy people to vote for them, for scum.
I agreed at any cost, but then I asked how much...
How much is a soul, you enemies, leave me alone, I'm a doctor!
You fucked up my pride, at least don't wipe yourselves with my diploma.
Without a single bright spot, like a "double blank" domino.
You have a stealing place, give me a working one, you cattle!!!
So, isn't the shoulder just for patting? No.
They said it's also for crying. Okay.
So, now you're making fun of me, huh? Well, look
what a good doc without hope can do now. Unngh!
Like a fury, I go straight to the bitch from college and do - what?
I shove a wooden stick down her throat and tell her to say AAA!
I shove another, I shove a third! Bitch, Hippocrates himself sent me,
To whom I swore to protect fucking human life.
Which is what I'm doing. You won't fuck anyone else up, you murderer!
I'll strangle you with a stethoscope, but we're not the same.
Even now, we're not the same. We were never the same.
You and I, we never... were?

Okay, I didn't really do that.
I just fantasized about it. Packed my suitcase, and ciao.
And when someone asks me why I took off to Switzerland,
I pour them some brandy and tell them this story.
Lies. Everywhere, only lies. On the streets - lies. In the faces - lies.
On the hooks - lies. In the screams - lies. Lies.
Happiness surrendered because we break mirrors for lies.
Everywhere, only lies. On the streets - lies. In the faces - lies.
On the hooks - lies. In the screams - lies. Lies.
Happiness surrendered, and now there's only - lies.