Текст и перевод песни Riblja Corba - Pekar, lekar, apotekar

Pekar, lekar, apotekar

Pekar, lekar, apotekar, kolar, stolar
Mogao sam biti ja
Bilo sta
Knjigovezac, staklorezac, vidar, zidar
Mogao sam biti ja
Bilo sta
I kriticar i politicar
I pedagog i demagog
Policajac ili pajac
Bilo sta, bilo sta, bilo sta

Mesar, tesar ili klesar, kovac, trovac
Mogao sam biti ja
Bilo sta
Mlinar, vinar, veterinar, kuvar, cuvar
Mogao sam biti ja
Bilo sta
Daktilograf i fotograf i scenograf i geograf
Polupesnik i bolesnik
Bilo sta, bilo sta, bilo sta

Jer:
Lepo je meni govorio tata
Mani muzikante, vazna je skola
Socijalno, zdravstveno i redovna plata
Al' nisam mogao bez rokenrola

Pekar, lekar, apotekar, kolar, stolar
Mogao sam biti ja
Bilo sta
Knjigovezac, staklorezac, vidar, zidar
Mogao sam biti ja
Bilo sta
I kriticar i politicar
I pedagog i demagog
Policajac ili pajac
Bilo sta, bilo sta, bilo sta

Bilo sta
Bilo sta
Daktilograf i fotograf i scenograf i geograf
Polupesnik i bolesnik
Bilo sta, bilo sta, bilo sta

I:
Lepo je meni govorio tata
Mani muzikante, vazna je skola
Socijalno, zdravstveno i redovna plata
Al' nisam mogao bez rokenrola

Baker, Doctor, Pharmacist

Baker, doctor, pharmacist, wheelwright, carpenter
I could have been one
It was meant to be
Bookbinder, glass cutter, surgeon, bricklayer
I could have been one
It was meant to be
And a critic and a politician
And a pedagogue and a demagogue
A policeman or a clown
It was to be, it was to be, it was to be

Butcher, carpenter or stonemason, blacksmith, poisoner
I could have been one
It was meant to be
Miller, vintner, veterinarian, cook, guardian
I could have been one
It was meant to be
Typist and photographer and set designer and geographer
Half-poet and sick
It was to be, it was to be, it was to be

Because:
My father told me sweetly
Forget the musicians, school is important
Social security, health insurance and a regular salary
But I couldn't do without rock 'n' roll

Baker, doctor, pharmacist, wheelwright, carpenter
I could have been one
It was meant to be
Bookbinder, glass cutter, surgeon, bricklayer
I could have been one
It was meant to be
And a critic and a politician
And a pedagogue and a demagogue
A policeman or a clown
It was to be, it was to be, it was to be

It was to be
It was to be
Typist and photographer and set designer and geographer
Half-poet and sick
It was to be, it was to be, it was to be

And:
My father told me sweetly
Forget the musicians, school is important
Social security, health insurance and a regular salary
But I couldn't do without rock 'n' roll