Текст и перевод песни Vatra - John travolta (Live)

John travolta (Live)

Za sve je kriv DJ
Jaka svjetla i ritam mašine
Pelin, cola, stroboscope
John Travolta je popio previše

Za sve je kriv DJ
Jaka svjetla i ritam mašine
Pelin, cola, stroboscope
Disco ritam u glavi još mi tuče

Budim se pored tebe
Mamuran od jučer
Izgubio sam film
Negdje na putu do kuće

Bio sam najbolji plesač
Pljunuti John Travolta
U alkoholnom deliriju
Nasred plesnog podija

Za sve je kriv DJ
Jaka svjetla i ritam mašine
Pelin, cola, stroboscope
John Travolta je popio previše

Za sve je kriv DJ
Jaka svjetla i ritam mašine
Pelin, cola, stroboscope
Disco ritam u glavi još mi tuče

Za dobro jutro u sebe
Paket aspirina
Groznica subotnje večeri
Tragove je ostavila

Bio sam najbolji pjevač
S koreografijom Massima
U alkoholnom deliriju
Nasred plesnog podija

Za sve je kriv DJ
Jaka svjetla i ritam mašine
Pelin, cola, stroboscope
John Travolta je popio previše

Za sve je kriv DJ
Jaka svjetla i ritam mašine
Pelin, cola, stroboscope
Disco ritam u glavi još mi tuče

(Disco ritam u glavi još mi tuče)

Za sve je kriv DJ
Jaka svjetla i ritam mašine
Pelin, cola, stroboscope
John Travolta je popio previše

Za sve je kriv DJ
Jaka svjetla i ritam mašine
Pelin, cola, stroboscope
Disco ritam u glavi još mi tuče

John Travolta (Live)

It's all the DJ's fault
The bright lights and the machine's rhythm
Wormwood, cola, strobe light
John Travolta has had too much to drink

It's all the DJ's fault
The bright lights and the machine's rhythm
Wormwood, cola, strobe light
The disco beat still pounds in my head

I wake up next to you
Hungover from yesterday
I lost the plot
Somewhere on the way home

I was the best dancer
The spitting image of John Travolta
In an alcoholic delirium
In the middle of the dance floor

It's all the DJ's fault
The bright lights and the machine's rhythm
Wormwood, cola, strobe light
John Travolta has had too much to drink

It's all the DJ's fault
The bright lights and the machine's rhythm
Wormwood, cola, strobe light
The disco beat still pounds in my head

For a good morning, I take
A pack of aspirin
Saturday night fever
Has left its mark

I was the best singer
With Massimo's choreography
In an alcoholic delirium
In the middle of the dance floor

It's all the DJ's fault
The bright lights and the machine's rhythm
Wormwood, cola, strobe light
John Travolta has had too much to drink

It's all the DJ's fault
The bright lights and the machine's rhythm
Wormwood, cola, strobe light
The disco beat still pounds in my head

(The disco beat still pounds in my head)

It's all the DJ's fault
The bright lights and the machine's rhythm
Wormwood, cola, strobe light
John Travolta has had too much to drink

It's all the DJ's fault
The bright lights and the machine's rhythm
Wormwood, cola, strobe light
The disco beat still pounds in my head