Текст и перевод песни Marcelo - Sunce

Sunce

Oke...
Neki su ljudi danas ispali picke.
Al′ nece postati bolji ako na njih uzmem da ricem.
Da na ripit iste price sricem nicem ne vodi vise
-Srecan put u tri pizde.
Lakse me skalpirati nego skapirati, prike,
Pa pisem za svemirce sebi slicne.
Bio bih naivcina i da se opet rodim,
Sve vreme gojim prasad i opet sam gladan za Bozic.
Pa sta? Radije cu ja i dalje da budem -ja,
Poverenje bez premca na keca, pa bu ili dza.
Evo ti srce na dlanu - u drugom je satara:
Cim me sjebes – bez uvertire sataratiram, mars.
I jeb'o sjeb i jed i bes, cemu taj pozar?
Najlepsa zika je zvuk kotlica kad se pusti voda.
Mogu samo da me povuku - i valjda bas otud
Kad me zeznu imaju trip da su apili boga za djoku.
Kad neko crta oblak preko sunca,
To se onda bas I ne zove ljubav.
I zasto bi zbog toga bio pokiso i tuzan?
Jer, ti nemas tri zivota, pa da ovaj tako spucas!
Lak sam k′o nedeljno jutro danas:
Danas nema problema, jer danas nema kretena
Koji me inace nerviraju svakog dana.
Sve ih oter'o u kurac i sada sam spreman
Da iskoristim dan kako najboilje umem:
-Uz gajbu piva, zezanje, 'ziku i moje ljude.
I nema razloga da drugacije bude,
Sve negatiuvne misli sam izbacio iz vugle.
Nema onih koji vole da mi sole pamet
Zato sto oni ne znaju sta ce sa sobom.
Nema onih koji vole da mi sole rane
Jer njih tad manje boli – njima sam rek′o zbogom.
Vidimo se u drugom zivotu. Ili trecem.
Uz malo srece, necemo ni tad.
Jer, ne, nece pomoci vreme da te vise cenim.
Ne pomazu ni parfemi kada je covek smrad.
Kad neko crta oblak preko sunca,
To se onda bas I ne zove ljubav.
I zasto bi zbog toga bio pokiso i tuzan?
Jer, ti nemas tri zivota, pa da ovaj tako spucas!
Svet je pun bivsih ortaka i ljubavi, i bivsih ljudi.
Emotivnih bogalja i hendikep-cudi.
Al′ to nije vredno boranja Kraljevica Marka,
Kad im nije bio bolji vrabac u ruci - sta sad.
Moj kez je suncan, disem na pogon solarni.
Nabodite se u iglu na ledenu iglu, medvedi polarni!
Maleni ljudi sto vas jebava kompleks,
Baroni veci nego Sasa Koen.
I sve sto se hoce jeste kofa tvoje zuci,
Da ucis od mucnih kako i ti da mrzis.
Da te jede jed, da prsnes i pustis
I vrisnes: "Mrzim!" Tad si s njima u trupi, glupi.
Zato moj novi izdavac zove se hejt:
Otkad me je izdao, totalno sam oke!
Neke ljude prezirem, ali veruj, to je sve.
K'o Cee-Lo, zelim im sve najbolje, uz "jebi se".
I sve je lepse kada, za promenu, zagrlis sebe,
I nastavis da dajes se ceo onima koji cene.
Celih deset dina delilo me od ove pesme...
Ljubav za verne. Ajmo sad svien...
Kad neko crta oblak preko sunca,
To se onda bas I ne zove ljubav.
I zasto bi zbog toga bio pokiso i tuzan?
Jer, ti nemas tri zivota, pa da ovaj tako spucas!

Sunshine

Okay...
Some people turned out to be bitches today.
But they won't get better if I start yelling at them.
Repeating the same stories on repeat leads to nothing anymore
-Happy journey to the three cunts.
It's easier to scalp me than to understand me, babe,
So I write for spacemen like myself.
I'd be naive even if I was born again,
I keep feeding the pigs and I'm still hungry for Christmas.
So what? I'd rather keep being me,
Unmatched trust on the line, all or nothing.
Here's my heart in my palm - in the other is a slap:
As soon as you screw me over – without an overture, I'll slap you, goodbye.
And fuck the mess and the poison and the rage, why the fire?
The most beautiful music is the sound of the boiler when the water runs.
They can only drag me down - and probably from there
When they mess with me, they trip thinking they've grabbed God by the balls.
When someone draws a cloud over the sun,
That's not really called love.
And why would you be soaked and sad because of that?
Because you don't have three lives to waste this one!
I'm easy like a Sunday morning today:
No problems today, because there are no morons today
Who usually annoy me every day.
I chased them all to hell and now I'm ready
To make the most of the day as best I can:
-With a crate of beer, fun, music and my people.
And there's no reason for it to be any different,
I threw all the negative thoughts out of the window.
There are no people who like to lecture me
Because they don't know what to do with themselves.
There are no people who like to rub salt in my wounds
Because then it hurts them less – I said goodbye to them.
See you in another life. Or the third.
With a little luck, we won't even then.
Because, no, time won't help me appreciate you more.
Not even perfumes help when a person stinks.
When someone draws a cloud over the sun,
That's not really called love.
And why would you be soaked and sad because of that?
Because you don't have three lives to waste this one!
The world is full of former friends and lovers, and former people.
Emotional cripples and handicapped wonders.
But that's not worth the fight of Prince Marko,
When a sparrow in their hand wasn't better - what now.
My smile is sunny, I breathe on solar power.
Go stick yourselves on an icy needle, polar bears!
Little people who are fucked by a complex,
Bigger barons than Sasha Cohen.
And all they want is a bucket of your bile,
To learn from the disgusting how to hate too.
For the poison to eat you, to burst and let go
And scream: "I hate!" Then you're in their troop, stupid.
That's why my new publisher is called hate:
Ever since he betrayed me, I'm totally okay!
I despise some people, but believe me, that's all.
Like Cee-Lo, I wish them all the best, with a "fuck you".
And everything is more beautiful when, for a change, you hug yourself,
And continue to give yourself completely to those who appreciate it.
A whole ten dinars separated me from this song...
Love for the faithful. Let's go everyone...
When someone draws a cloud over the sun,
That's not really called love.
And why would you be soaked and sad because of that?
Because you don't have three lives to waste this one!