Текст и перевод песни Zabranjeno Pusenje - Kanjon Drine (Live)

Kanjon Drine (Live)

Kanjon Drine je ispred nas,
Stopamo Mufa, Kiki i ja,
Snijeg se topi, cesta je prazna,
Stao nam je stari kamiondzija.
Planine gole vrle prelomile nam put,
Gazda je vozio vidno neraspolozen,
Vise tuzan no ljut.
Smanjuje brzinu, pripaljuje cigaru,
U mraku mu svijetle oci,
Gazda tihim glasom rece:
Nece ovo, dijeco, na dobro poci.
Jer sve ide unatrag,
Zivimo u plemenima k'o Apaci,
A gde cemo, dijeco, i ja i vi
Nama srce kuca za sve njih.
Probudi me, ovo je neki ruzan san,
Sto manje, dijete, znas to si manje nesretan.
Planine gole vrle prelomile nam put,
Gazda je vozio vidno neraspolozen,
Vise tuzan no ljut.
Hadzije su sebi podijelili rejone,
Dijecu evakuisu avionima,
A ja se osjecam nezgodno,
Kao zebra na Brionima.
A vama ce, dijeco, biti najljepse,
Vi ste navikli rano u krevet,
Uskoro cemo svi mi,
Imati izlaz samo do devet.
Probudi me, ovo je neki ruzan san.
Sto manje, dijete, znas to si manje nesretan.
Kanjon Drine je iza nas,
Ispred nas je ravna Romanija.
Snijeg se topi,
Nista nece zaustaviti dolazak novog proljeca.

Drina Canyon (Live)

Drina Canyon is in front of us,
We are Mufa, Kiki and I.
Snow is melting, the road is empty,
An old truck driver stopped us.
Bare steep mountains broke our path,
The host was obviously driving reluctantly,
More sad than angry.
He slows down, lights a cigarette,
His eyes shine in the dark,
The host says in a low voice:
This will not end well, children.
Because everything is going backwards,
We live in tribes like Apaches,
And where will we go, my children, you and me
We suffer for all of them.
Wake me up, this is a bad dream,
The less you know, my child, the less unhappy you are.
Bare steep mountains broke our path,
The host was obviously driving reluctantly,
More sad than angry.
Hadjis have shared the regions,
Children are evacuated by airplanes,
And I feel uncomfortable,
Like a zebra in Brioni.
And you, children, will have the best time,
You are used to going to bed early,
Soon, all of us,
Will only have access to outside until nine.
Wake me up, this is a bad dream,
The less you know, my child, the less unhappy you are.
Drina Canyon is behind us,
In front of us is a flat Romanija.
Snow is melting,
Nothing can stop the arrival of new spring.