Текст и перевод песни Scriptor - Kompas (Psiho)

Kompas (Psiho)

Serem se na sebične vlasnike pasa
Ke pasa, drek bazdi i maknite ga sa
Pločnika, il kad krenem neću proć nikad
Ako budu scene oko ove teme neću doć vikat
Zločin i kazna je mala beba za sve kaj
Saznam o sebi kad laje "mala beba"
I ako ima boga molim ga da gleda
Kada treba bacit munju na umove grada reda
Mlad, al ne dam da mi radno vrijeme glođu kmetovi
Iz nedođije prođu ko odgođeni letovi
Je, tog ima svugdje, ali nismo nigdje drugdje
Nek pokupi svako svoje rublje i gud je
Nije da brijem na diktaturu reda i mira
Al ne želim da me ikad pudl gleda i dira
Je da je divan al bad idea je da se ližemo
Pas ti se sere blizu tvog ulaza, al bliže mom

Ljudi gube kompas
Kad ne znaš ko je kome gazda, ko je kom pas
Smanjio se kontrast
Ne znaš ko je kome gazda, ko je kom pas
Ljudi gube kompas
Kad ne znaš ko je kome gazda, ko je kom pas
Nos vam je klompast
Ne znaš ko je kome gazda, ko je kom pas

I da psi su krasni mama
Al neću provest život u raspravi o pasminama
Objasni nama zašto bi mirno trpili
Dugo ste nam krv pili spikom o psima i maslinama
Kome ja namećem svoje teme
Različiti smo i to je temelj, zadrtost miči u kontejner
U vrećici di su rođaci i nećaci
Vječni cinik ima veći cilj
A to je cura, isprike na muškom rodu
Nisam čuo ime jer je gazda pušto vodu
Znam da se samo igra
Al ni ti dragi brate ne bi drago tigra
A djetetu je pas zvijer i da si fer
Tuđe dijete bi ti bilo važnije nego vlastiti ker
I da ljubav se svodi na ukuse
Al ne rukuj se s onima koji tuku pse, ugrizi ih

Compass (Psycho)

I get angry at selfish dog owners
Whose dogs stink, so get them off the
Sidewalk, or I'll never get past
If there are scenes around this topic, I won't come to yell
Crime and punishment is a small baby for everything that
I learn about myself when "little baby" barks
And if there is a God, I beg him to watch
When it's time to throw lightning at the minds of the city order
Young, but I won't let serfs gnaw at my working hours
They go from nowhere like delayed flights
Yes, there's that everywhere, but we're nowhere else
Let everyone pick up their laundry and it's good
It's not like I'm obsessed with the dictatorship of order and peace
But I don't want a poodle to ever look at me and touch me
Yes, it's nice, but it's a bad idea to lick each other
Your dog shits near your entrance, but closer to mine

People are losing their compass
When you don't know who's who's boss, who's who's dog
The contrast has decreased
You don't know who's who's boss, who's who's dog
People are losing their compass
When you don't know who's who's boss, who's who's dog
Your nose is klompast
You don't know who's who's boss, who's who's dog

And yes, dogs are beautiful, mom
But I won't spend my life arguing about breeds
Explain to us why we should calmly endure
You've been drinking our blood for a long time with talk about dogs and olives
Who am I imposing my topics on?
We are different and that is the foundation, move the stubbornness to the container
In a bag where relatives and nephews are
The eternal cynic has a bigger goal
And that's a girl, sorry for the masculine gender
I didn't hear the name because the boss was letting water
I know he's just playing
But you wouldn't like a tiger either, dear brother
And for a child, a dog is a beast, and if you're fair
Someone else's child would be more important to you than your own dog
And love boils down to tastes
But don't shake hands with those who beat dogs, bite them