Текст и перевод песни Zabranjeno Pusenje - Kanjon Drine ( live ) Novi Sad 1994

Kanjon Drine ( live ) Novi Sad 1994

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) Novi Sad 1994

The Drina Canyon is in front of us,
Mufa, Kiki and I are walking,
The snow is melting, the road is empty,
An old truck driver stopped us.
Bare, sheer mountains have blocked our path,
The host was visibly upset,
More sad than angry.
He slows down and lights a cigarette,
His eyes glow in the dark,
The host says in a low voice:
This will not turn out well, my children.
Because everything is going backwards,
We live in tribes like Apaches,
Where will we go, my children, me and you
Our hearts beat for all of them.
Wake me up, this is an ugly dream,
The less you know, my child, the less unhappy you are.
Bare, sheer mountains have blocked our path,
The host was visibly upset,
More sad than angry.
Pilgrims have divided the regions among themselves,
Children are being evacuated by planes,
But I feel uncomfortable,
Like a zebra on Brioni.
But you, my children, will have the best time,
You are used to going to bed early,
Soon we will all,
Have an exit only until nine o'clock.
Wake me up, this is an ugly dream.
The less you know, my child, the less unhappy you are.
Drina Canyon is behind us,
In front of us is the flat Romanija.
The snow is melting,
Nothing will stop the arrival of the new spring.