Текст и перевод песни Sandra Afrika - Robinja

Robinja

I opet ista priča noćima i danima
I dalje teraš svoje ništa te ne zanima
Kada te pitam gde si kažeš da sam bolesna
A ja zbog tebe mesec dana nisam izašla

Sve te ljuti čak i moje drugarice
Više na telefon ne mogu da javim se
Sve ti smeta uvek si ljubomora
A na kraju opet ja nisam normalna

Drugi nude suvo zlato
A ja u blatu bih ostala
Opet dolaziš mi kasno
Opet miriše mi nevera

Pored tebe život mi je robija
Dok ja trpim sve tvoje drugarice
žalim ali neću biti robinja
Klubovi su tvoje noćne stanice

A ti bi a ti bi
Od sveta da me sakriješ
I da me zoveš svojom
Samo onda kad se napiješ

A kruže priče da kod kuće sedim sama
Kao u kavezu sam ali ne znam gde si ti
I opet nedostupan skoro deset dana
Kao budala čekam kada ćeš se javiti

Od tvojih laži sam umorna
I svaki put istu priču pričaš
Vidim tragove na košulji
čuje da sa drugima se vidjaš

Pored tebe život mi je robija
Dok ja trpim sve tvoje drugarice
žalim ali neću biti robinja
Klubovi su tvoje noćne stanice

A ti bi a ti bi
Od sveta da me sakriješ
I da me zoveš svojom
Samo onda kad se napiješ

I opet ista priča noćima i danima
I opet ista priča noćima i danima
I opet ista priča noćima i danima
I opet ista priča noćima i danima

Pored tebe život mi je robija
Dok ja trpim sve tvoje drugarice
žalim ali neću biti robinja
Klubovi su tvoje noćne stanice

A ti bi a ti bi
Od sveta da me sakriješ
I da me zoveš svojom
Samo onda kad se napiješ

Slave

I have the same story nights and days
And you still do your thing, you don't care
When I ask you where you are, you say I'm sick
But I haven't left the house for a month because of you

Everything makes you angry, even my friends
I can't even answer the phone anymore
Everything bothers you, you're always jealous
But in the end, I'm the one who's not normal

Others offer me gold
But I would stay in the mud
Again you come to me late
Again I smell infidelity

Life with you is a prison
While I suffer, your friends are all over you
I'm sorry, but I won't be a slave
Nightclubs are your stomping ground

And you would, and you would
Hide me from the world
And call me yours
Only when you're drunk

And the rumors are that I'm sitting at home alone
I'm like in a cage, but I don't know where you are
And again unreachable for almost ten days
Like an idiot, I wait for you to call me

I'm tired of your lies
And every time you tell the same story
I see the traces on your shirt
I hear that you're seeing others

Life with you is a prison
While I suffer, your friends are all over you
I'm sorry, but I won't be a slave
Nightclubs are your stomping ground

And you would, and you would
Hide me from the world
And call me yours
Only when you're drunk

And again the same story, nights and days
And again the same story, nights and days
And again the same story, nights and days
And again the same story, nights and days

Life with you is a prison
While I suffer, your friends are all over you
I'm sorry, but I won't be a slave
Nightclubs are your stomping ground

And you would, and you would
Hide me from the world
And call me yours
Only when you're drunk