Текст и перевод песни S.A.R.S. - Zemlja nije ničija (Live)

Zemlja nije ničija (Live)

Zemlja nije nicija
A njeni plodovi su svaciji
Takav zivot moguc je
Ma ko je drugaciji
Od onog na sta su nas navikli
Neki cudni likovi
Umiljati, veseli, umobolni frikovi
I dal' sam ja u pravu
To uopste nije bitno
O ne, ne, ne
Neke stvari sam, u svojoj glavi
Menjacu pod hitno
Ja ovako stvarno vise
Ne mogu da zivim
Tako malo ima ljudi kojima se divim
S' kojim delim slicne snove
S' kojim delim istu muku
I za njih i za sebe ovaj put
Ja dizem ruku
I tako kazu, samo budale i konji znaju, psi pricaju, ljudi laju, svi snivaju mi budni po kraju, na kraju se glupani kaju, novine gotivne, ove godine godi da te gotive, ti kazes sta volis, sta mislis da mislis sve znaju, ove godine je hladno u kraju, greje zelja da mislim o dobrom, Djordje, pisi ovo, imas ljude da sa njima visis, ponovo nema idola, smaknuti su lovom, a sed zivot, i sve zivo, ni moj ni njen ni tvoj, tvoj broj koji ceka da bude izvucen a tada zivot opominje ljude, to tada vreme opominje mudre, slusaj vamo, slusaj to
Ref: 2x

No One's Land (Live)

The land is no one's
And its fruits belong to all
Such a life is possible
No matter how different
From what we're used to
Some strange characters
Flattering, happy, crazy freaks
And am I right?
That's not important at all
Oh no, no, no
Some things in my head
I'll change in a hurry
I really can't
Live like this anymore
There are so few people I admire
With whom I share similar dreams
With whom I share the same suffering
And for them and for myself this time
I raise my hand
And so they say, only fools and horses know, dogs talk, people bark, everyone dreams awake, in the end fools repent, newspapers are ready, this year it's good to be ready, you say what you love, what you think you think everyone knows, this year it's cold in the end, the desire to think about good things warms me, Djordje, write this, you have people to hang out with, there are no idols again, they were killed by hunting, but life now, and everything alive, neither mine nor hers nor yours, your number waiting to be drawn and then life reminds people, then time reminds the wise, listen up, listen to that
Chorus: 2x