Текст и перевод песни Riblja Corba - Zasto sam otišao bluz

Zasto sam otišao bluz

Krenem ja izjutra u preduzece
Bice da tog dana nisam imao srece,
Portir na kapiji je citao dnevnu stampu
Nije mu padalo napamet da podigne rampu
Rece: "Druze, ne mozes unutra,
Ne moras ni da dolazis sutra,
Idi u socijalno i odnesi cage,
Il′ si na prinudnom il' si visak radne snage.
Odem do pijace da kupim secera i ulja,
Kilo ′leba zelen za supu i kilo pasulja,
Al' nema pola toga sto mi treba, jedva mi pekar ispod tezge dao pola 'leba,
Kupim sibice i paklo partnera
I dodjem do podnozja solitera,
Tu mi je gajba iznajmljena
U njoj smo privremeno ja i zena.
Ne znam da l′ je pobegla sa soferom
Il′ mozda sa vodoinstalaterom,
Sta cu kad sam se vezao sa bestijom,
Sa obicnom @urvestijom,
Nije ni poruku napisala,
Samo je jednostavno zbrisala,
I tek sam tada konacno sazn'o
Da je u kuci nekako prazno.
Zaboleo me cir pa sam popio lek,
Srecom da sam imao svoj stek,
Pokupio sam stvari i kes,
Cetkicu za zube, carape i cist ves,
Secam se da me malo mucila zuc,
Kod komsije prekoputa sam ostavio kljuc,
I da bi se oporavio od soka,
Odem u kafanu da se napijem k′o stoka.
Jebes me tuznog ni krivog ni duznog,
Al' mi se desilo dosta toga ruznog,
Onda sam sreo jednog zemljaka
Koji je polazio na zapad da sljaka...

Why I've Gone Blues

I go to my office in the morning
I guess that day I was not fortunate,
The guard in the gate was reading a newspaper
Not even thinking of raising the ramp
He says: "Buddy, you cannot come in,
You don't even have to come tomorrow,
Go to the welfare office and collect your papers,
Either you're on leave or you're redundant."
I go to the market place to buy some sugar and oil,
A loaf of green bread for my soup and a kilo of beans,
But there's not even half of what I need, the baker reluctantly gives me half a loaf of bread from under the counter,
I buy some matches and wake my partner
And we reach the foot of the skyscraper,
There's the rented box
Where my wife and I are temporarily staying.
I don't know if she ran away with the driver
Or perhaps with the plumber,
What should I do, I who tied the knot with a beast,
With a common whore,
She didn't even leave a note,
She just simply disappeared,
And then I finally realized
The house is somewhat empty.
My ulcer started hurting, I took some medicine,
Luckily I had my own steak,
I picked up my personal belongings, my bag,
My toothbrush, my socks, and my whole clean suit,
I remember, I had some mild toothache,
I left the key at my neighbors' across the street,
And in order to recover from a shock,
I go to a pub to get drunk like a pig.
Fuck me, I'm sad, not guilty or anything,
But it's just that I've had my share of troubles,
Then I met a fellow countryman
Who was going West to loiter...