Текст и перевод песни Marcelo - Sarada

Sarada

Dame i gospodooo!
Dobro nam došli na šaradu, mali bal pod maskama
Bal ko farsa sav, al' baš to masama prija ko raj:
Svako glumi šta zaželi, ostali mu veruju
- Vesele maske peru ćud, deru blud, čiste prevaru!
Šta se može - to se i hoce! Izvolte u lože!
Ko pita za sutra? Daj da se loče! Neka se počne:
Prvo zdravica bolesnih, onda govor mutavih!
Puno zvanica poletnih - pomenimo neke od njih...

Doktor nauka se maskirao u taksistu - tako je doš'o
Mada on zaista vozi taksi jer ne mož' da nade pos'o
Bogat se kune da nema svoj krov, dok Siroma vice turu
Feget glumi da samo želi druga dok suptilno ceše bulju
Rulju animira pevačica, glumi da zna da peva,
I glumi da je deva, dok leva sisurina seva...
Bankrot deli šakom i kapom, Alkos pije sok za šankom
Dok Narkos sav drhti gadno - ko fol, jer je hladno
...A ona tamo s naočarima, što se pravi pametna
Zna sve od latinskih citata pa do bračnih saveta
- A zna vala i muža da vara i svakog dana jaše komšiju!
I Komša je tu - njih dvoje glume ljude što se ne znaju
Politicar prica o poštenju, Kurva klima glavom
- Dok u uglu tamo, neki lopovi hvale pravo
Lekar glumi da nece mito, a Pop da mu je sve Hristos
Dok se pod mantijom igra kitom i merka s klinkom...

21. vek je - vec - možemo sve:
Svi braća i sestre, globalno sranje, što da ne?
21. vek je - tek - počelo je:
Možeš biti sve što nisi a tako gotivno je!
21. vek je - vec - možemo sve
Pa i da se vratimo na grane među majmune!
...I zato, pruži ruku, svi na šaradu, svi na skup!
Sad je kul biti kul, biti geeeeeeej...

Mladi Bogataš i njegova ženica, esatradna zvezdica
Lutka od silikona sa facom konja - drolja & šonja
Glume ljubav - to je sad fora! Njoj treba klonja
Da piša i da sredi šminku, jer je bela ko stolnjak...
"Dragi! Sa mnom ide i Bodigard, vodim ga, škodi kad
Dama piški sama..." U stvari, sve je lozinka:
Telohranitelj joj hrani telo dok plastici ne prode rok
Kada šarada sazna, svi ce glumiti šok...
I TV-voditeljka to živi brzo a hrani se lako
Razmatra metafizku s nekom cepankom za šankom - on kaže:
"Ne seri! Jedi brže pa idemo mojom jahtom!"
...I sve je jasno: ona zapravo jede brzo a živi lako...
I Baba to Se Slikala Za Plejboj, prevaziđena ko gejmboj
Plače jer se sranje desilo njoj smernoj:
Svi imaju njen kućni video, koji se nikom nije ni svideo
Na koji niko nije ni šikao, nit je koga briga za to
- Al' ona cmizdri - cela šarada briše joj suze:
Neko joj privatnost uze, okrutnog li sveta, druže!
...Ma nek ide život! Pa svako ima svoj fetiš...
Na kraju bolje seks i grad nego selo i peting!
Klinke glume žene - sise na izvol'te i - veselje!
Merkaju ih Sede Dede - tripuju da se opet žene
Bagra plus vijagra - sve se sklapa fino ko tangram!
Mentalitet - agrar. URA! ŽIVELA ŠARADA!

21. vek je - vec - možemo sve:
Svi braća i sestre, globalno sranje, što da ne?
21. vek je - tek - počelo je:
Možeš biti sve što nisi a tako gotivno je!
21. vek je - vec - možemo sve
Pa i da se vratimo na grane među majmune!
...I zato, pruži ruku, svi na šaradu, svi na skup!
Sad je kul biti kul, biti geeeeeeej...

Tad na šaradu stiže Sajko sa flajkom, s komandos-maskom
S namerom kratkom i jasnom: da napravi parastos...
"Jašem vam se svima s majkom, šta me drkate do kasno?
Od vas ne mož' da se spava, e sad ce svima da ode glava!
Jeb'o vas 21. vek! Jebala vas Evropa!
Pederluk i orgije su sve što ste vi shvatili od toga!
Moderno doba vam jebem, nemam bre pare 'leba da jedem
Radim od devet do devet - a firma ode na tender!?!
Ma, jebem li vam seme & pleme - vama li je do pića i pesme?
Pošten narod spava, vi mrsite muda sve u šesn'es'!
Zvao sam policiju - rekli da zapušim uši
Zvao sam još petn'es' puta - rekli mi da pušim!
Jel' to taj ustav, jebem vas 'usta, jel' to demokratija?
Sa' ću to lepo skratim ja - pobijem govna i gotova stvar:
Masovno krvoproliće čim cirnem ovo piće biće!
...Treba imaš i ubice, ako vec u Evropu stižeš...!

(Scena masakra)

Čovek sazdan od paranoja i znoja srećan je:
Dok ulicom korača, sve postaje sećanje
Na masovno ubistvo malih ljudi, praznih ćudi...
Svemoćni egzekutor se vraća kući
...A s druge strane praga, čeka ga njegova draga:
Krupna žena preke naravi. I tad pada maska...
Omaleni čovek moli ženu da ga ne tuče
Obećava da više neće kasno van kuće
I da ce ići na pijacu, redovno prati suđe
Zalivati cveće u bašti, smešiti se tašti...
Nema psihopate - cvili i ječi
Reči i udarci... udarci i reči...
O reči su prazne, lupaju o zidove...
Čovečuljak, pretučen, na podu čeka svitanje...
Uz jecanje, početak novog dana
- Gde čekaju nove maske i nova šarada...

21. vek je - vec - možemo sve:
Svi braća i sestre, globalno sranje, što da ne?
21. vek je - tek - počelo je:
Možeš biti sve što nisi a tako gotivno je!
21. vek je - vec - možemo sve
Pa i da se vratimo na grane među majmune!
...I zato, pruži ruku, svi na šaradu, svi na skup!
Sad je kul biti kul, biti geeeeeeej...
...Biti glup...

Charade

Ladies and gentlemen!
Welcome to the charade, a little masked ball
A ball like a farce, but the masses love it like paradise:
Everyone pretends to be what they desire, and others believe them
- Merry masks cleanse character, tear down lust, and purify deceit!
What can be done - is wanted! Please, take your seats in the boxes!
Who cares about tomorrow? Let's drink! Let it begin:
First, a toast from the sick, then a speech from the mute!
Many lively guests - let's mention some of them...

The Doctor of Science disguised himself as a taxi driver - that's how he came
Although he really drives a taxi because he can't find a job
The Rich Man swears he doesn't have a roof, while the Poor Man shouts a round
The Faggot pretends he just wants a friend while subtly scratching his balls
The crowd is entertained by the Singer, pretending she can sing,
And pretends to be a virgin, while her left boob shines...
The Bankrupt gives generously, the Alcoholic drinks juice at the bar
While the Junkie is trembling badly - as if he's cold
...And that one over there with glasses, pretending to be smart
She knows everything from Latin quotes to marriage advice
- And she knows how to cheat on her husband and ride the neighbor every day!
And the Neighbor is here too - the two of them act like strangers
The Politician talks about honesty, the Whore nods
- While in the corner there, some thieves praise the law
The Doctor pretends he doesn't want a bribe, and the Priest that everything is Christ to him
While under his robe, he plays with his dick and checks out a young girl...

The 21st century is - already - we can do anything:
All brothers and sisters, global shit, why not?
The 21st century is - just - beginning:
You can be anything you're not and it's so cool!
The 21st century is - already - we can do anything
Even go back to the branches among the monkeys!
...And therefore, reach out your hand, everyone to the charade, everyone to the gathering!
Now it's cool to be cool, to be gaaaaay...

The Young Rich Man and his wife, a celebrity star
A silicone doll with a horse face - a slut & a show-off
They act out love - that's the thing now! She needs a clone
To pee and fix her makeup, because she's as white as a tablecloth...
"Honey! The Bodyguard is coming with me, I'm taking him, it's harmful when
A lady pees alone..." In fact, it's all a code:
The bodyguard feeds her body until the plastic expires
When the charade finds out, everyone will act shocked...
And the TV Host lives fast and eats easily
Discussing metaphysics with some barfly - he says:
"Don't bullshit! Eat faster, let's go on my yacht!"
...And everything is clear: she actually eats fast and lives easily...
And the Granny Who Posed for Playboy, outdated like a Gameboy
Cries because shit happened to her, the modest one:
Everyone has her home video, which no one even liked
No one even cared about it
- But she whimpers - the whole charade wipes her tears:
Someone took her privacy, what a cruel world, friend!
...Let life go on! Everyone has their own fetish...
In the end, better sex and the city than the village and petting!
Young girls pretend to be women - boobs on display and - party time!
Old Geezers check them out - they trip on getting married again
Scum plus Viagra - everything fits together nicely like a Tangram!
Mentality - agrarian. HURRAH! LONG LIVE THE CHARADE!

The 21st century is - already - we can do anything:
All brothers and sisters, global shit, why not?
The 21st century is - just - beginning:
You can be anything you're not and it's so cool!
The 21st century is - already - we can do anything
Even go back to the branches among the monkeys!
...And therefore, reach out your hand, everyone to the charade, everyone to the gathering!
Now it's cool to be cool, to be gaaaaay...

Then Psycho arrives at the charade with a fly swatter, with a commando mask
With a short and clear intention: to make a memorial service...
"I'm screwing you all with your mothers, why are you bothering me so late?
I can't sleep because of you, now everyone will lose their heads!
Fuck the 21st century! Fuck Europe!
Faggotry and orgies are all you've understood from it!
Fuck the modern age, I don't have money to buy bread
I work from nine to nine - and the company goes to tender!?!
Damn, I'll fuck your seed & tribe - are you guys really up for drinks and songs?
Honest people are sleeping, you're messing around until sixteen!
I called the police - they told me to plug my ears
I called fifteen more times - they told me to suck it!
Is that the constitution, I'll fuck your mouths, is that democracy?
I'll shorten it nicely - kill the shits and it's done:
Mass bloodshed as soon as I gulp this drink!
...You also need killers, if you're coming to Europe...!

(Scene of the massacre)

The man made of paranoia and sweat is happy:
As he walks down the street, everything becomes a memory
Of the mass murder of small people, empty minds...
The almighty executioner returns home
...And on the other side of the threshold, his beloved awaits him:
A large woman with a harsh temper. And then the mask falls...
The little man begs his wife not to beat him
He promises he won't stay out late anymore
And that he will go to the market, regularly wash the dishes
Water the flowers in the garden, smile at his mother-in-law...
There is no psychopath - he whimpers and moans
Words and blows... blows and words...
Oh, the words are empty, they bounce off the walls...
The little man, beaten, lies on the floor waiting for dawn...
With sobs, the beginning of a new day
- Where new masks and a new charade await...

The 21st century is - already - we can do anything:
All brothers and sisters, global shit, why not?
The 21st century is - just - beginning:
You can be anything you're not and it's so cool!
The 21st century is - already - we can do anything
Even go back to the branches among the monkeys!
...And therefore, reach out your hand, everyone to the charade, everyone to the gathering!
Now it's cool to be cool, to be gaaaaay...
...To be stupid...