Djevojčice Kojima Miriše Koža (Live) - Zabranjeno pušenje перевод на английский

Djevojčice Kojima Miriše Koža (Live)

Uzalud glancaš svoje špicaste cipele
Uzalud otkopčavaš zadnje dugme košulje
One se neće nasmijati na tvoje loše folove
Neće se osvrnuti na tvoje dobacivanje

Možeš im lagat' da ti je babo direktor
Ili da si treća godina prava
One će znati da si niko i ništa
Običan uhljup s Koševa

I opet ćeš teturati uz memljiv zid
Na iskrivljenoj česmi oprat ćeš lice
Sjest' na pločnik, zapalit' cigaru
I gledati na drugu stranu ulice

S one strane ulice stanuju djevojčice
Kojima, kojima miriše koža

S one strane ulice stanuju djevojčice
Kojima, kojima miriše koža

S one strane ulice stanuju djevojčice
Kojima, kojima miriše koža

S one strane ulice stanuju djevojčice
Kojima, kojima miriše koža

One vole frajere koji nose bradice
I čije ih riječi ostave bez daha
Koji nikad ne prave belaja
Koji nikad ne psuju Alaha

Ne znaju one da ti je srce
Veće neg' u tog bradatog gmaza
Nikad ti neće pružiti šansu
Ne poznaješ dovoljno efektnih fraza

I opet ćeš teturati uz memljiv zid
Na iskrivljenoj česmi oprat ćeš lice
Sjest' na pločnik, zapalit' cigaru
I gledati na drugu stranu ulice

S one strane ulice stanuju djevojčice
Kojima, kojima miriše koža

S one strane ulice stanuju djevojčice
Kojima, kojima miriše koža

S one strane ulice stanuju djevojčice
Kojima, kojima miriše koža

S one strane ulice stanuju djevojčice
Kojima, kojima miriše koža

Girls Whose Skin Smells Sweet (Live)

In vain you polish your pointy shoes
In vain you unbutton the last button of your shirt
They won't laugh at your bad jokes
They won't turn around at your catcalls

You can lie to them that your dad is a director
Or that you're a third-year law student
They'll know you're a nobody
Just a loser from Koševo

And again you'll stagger along the moldy wall
Wash your face at the crooked faucet
Sit on the pavement, light a cigarette
And look at the other side of the street

On the other side of the street live the girls
Whose, whose skin smells sweet

On the other side of the street live the girls
Whose, whose skin smells sweet

On the other side of the street live the girls
Whose, whose skin smells sweet

On the other side of the street live the girls
Whose, whose skin smells sweet

They love guys who wear beards
And whose words leave them breathless
Who never cause trouble
Who never curse Allah

They don't know that your heart
Is bigger than that bearded oaf's
They'll never give you a chance
You don't know enough impressive phrases

And again you'll stagger along the moldy wall
Wash your face at the crooked faucet
Sit on the pavement, light a cigarette
And look at the other side of the street

On the other side of the street live the girls
Whose, whose skin smells sweet

On the other side of the street live the girls
Whose, whose skin smells sweet

On the other side of the street live the girls
Whose, whose skin smells sweet

On the other side of the street live the girls
Whose, whose skin smells sweet