Текст и перевод песни Zabranjeno Pušenje - Počasna Salva

Počasna Salva

Druze, bilo je lakse sve
Mi u rovu, oni u rovu, tu na puskomet
Sjecas li se, druze, da ne bi izdali
Mi smo zadnji metak za sebe cuvali
Druze, dok sam se budio
Ukrali su moju mladost, moje ludilo
Dobre su kafane, dobro se napusi
Dobri ljudi vole pricu sto prica gubitnik
Druze, ljudi bez muda i casti
K′o hijene se mlate oko komada vlasti
Druze, losi su bunkeri
Nego limuzine i salteri
Ref.
Korak preko ograde
Je l' to, druze, jedino sto casno je
Zar za nas, stare ratnike
Pocasna salva da ne odjekne
Druze, sjene su kraj mene
Od senke, od gaje i od pisonje
Druze, sjene su kraj mene
Kazu, marsirali smo dugo, al′ zla ucini se
Ref.
Druze, zivot je bitka
I nije za dusu meku
Ostani uz mene i puni redenik
Neprijatelj prelazi reku
Mala, velika moja
Veceras cemo za njih voleti
Bilo ih je dvadeset i osam
Bilo ih je pet hiljada i dvadeset osam
Bilo ih je vise nego sto ikada
I u jednoj pesmi bilo ljubavi
Sad bi bili ocevi
Sad ih vise nema

Slow Salute

My friend, everything used to be easier
We were in the trench, they were in the trench, a rifle shot away
Remember, my friend, so we wouldn't be betrayed
We kept our last bullet for ourselves
My friend, while I was sleeping
They stole my youth, my madness
The cafes are good, it's good to get wasted
Good people like the story a loser tells
My friend, people without shame and honor
Like hyenas, they fight over scraps of power
My friend, bunkers are bad
Compared to limousines and drawing rooms
Chorus
A step over the fence
Is that, my friend, the only honorable thing left
For us, old soldiers
A slow salute that will not echo
My friend, shadows are next to me
From the dark, from the forest and from the wine
My friend, shadows are next to me
They say we marched for a long time, but evil never dies
Chorus
My friend, life is a battle
And it's not for the faint of heart
Stay with me and pack a full magazine
The enemy is crossing the river
My dear, my little one
Tonight we will love for them
They were twenty-eight
They were five thousand and twenty-eight
There were more of them than ever before
And there was love in one song
They would be fathers now
Now they are no more