Текст и перевод песни Marko Tolja - Lutke

Lutke

Tko to tako važan radi sebe gazi nas
Neka mala duša preko naših traži spas
Nisam rođen kao kralj da rob bi postao
Takav život gubi smisao

Tko to kroji tvoje dane, troši godine
Dok mi gledamo sa strane kako odlaze
Misli su nam već do sada takle samo dno
Sad je vrijeme da si priznamo

Važno je koje si boje
Na čijoj strani si ti

Svi smo mi ko lutke
Upravljane koncima
Igraju se našim malim svijetom
Zatamnili nam nebo
I ukrali sjaj zvijezdama
Vezali nam oči lažima

Svi smo mi ko lutke
Upravljane koncima
Igraju se našim malim svijetom
Al' prije nego padne
Samo jedno nek' se zna
Da i ova lutka osjeća

Boluju od egoizma blijedi likovi
Imena i lica ostat će bez povijesti
Život ih zaustavi, a vrijeme prestigne
Naša zvijezda nikad ne staje

Srce se potroši cijelo
Da kuca još jedan dan

Svi smo mi ko lutke
Upravljane koncima
Igraju se našim malim svijetom
Zatamnili nam nebo
I ukrali sjaj zvijezdama
Vezali nam oči lažima

Svi smo mi ko lutke
Upravljane koncima
Igraju se našim malim svijetom
Al' prije nego padne
Samo jedno nek' se zna
Da i ova lutka osjeća

Da i ova lutka osjeća

Puppets

Who is it that tramples on us with such self-importance?
A little soul seeking salvation through us.
I was not born a king to become a slave.
Such life loses its meaning.

Who is it that shapes your days, squanders your years,
While we watch from the sidelines as they slip away?
Our thoughts have already reached rock bottom.
Now it's time for us to admit it.

It matters what color you are.
Whose side are you on?

We are all like puppets,
Manipulated by strings.
They play with our little world,
Darkening our sky
And stealing the stars' brilliance.
They've blinded us with lies.

We are all like puppets,
Manipulated by strings.
They play with our little world,
But before it falls,
Let it be known,
That even this puppet feels.

Pale figures, suffering from their own selfishness,
Their names and faces will fade into oblivion.
Life will halt them, and time will overtake them.
Our star never sets.

The heart spends itself entirely,
Just to beat another day.

We are all like puppets,
Manipulated by strings.
They play with our little world
Darkening our sky
And stealing the stars' brilliance.
They've blinded us with lies.

We are all like puppets,
Manipulated by strings.
They play with our little world,
But before it falls,
Let it be known,
That even this puppet feels.

That even this puppet feels.