Текст и перевод песни Đorđe Balašević - Balkanski Tango

Balkanski Tango

Ovaj život je san
Mala kuća kraj rampe
Snop žućkaste lampe i zalihe tuge
Na žalost,- ružan san, ćale notorni smuk
Keva s' daskom za luk
Manekeni za jad
Sve je morao sam
Prst na orozu lagan
U srcu uragan i skok preko duge
Brod, šleper, i sa dvadesetdve
Već je imao sve
Nju je video tad
Lud sam za tobom, pače
Ali, lud sam i onako
Tražim te od kako za sebe znam
Budi moj ortak, mače, nije mi lako
Da svu tu silnu lovu razbucam sam
Nešto sam načuo
Da sutra možda ne postoji
Pa, bolje da odmah probamo sve
Za sitan groš kupi me
Razmaži te divlje kupine
Lud sam za tobom
Ali ovo jeste vreme ludih,
I ja ću za nas osedlati strah
A ti me ljubi do zla
Dok ne izgubim dah
A ona seoski krin
Noćni bus iz provanse
Mis nikakve šanse, tek statista sreće
Presečen film, ćale - prosvetni miš
Keva- izlizan pliš, sestra- ružna k'o vrag
On je bio njen tip
Prve noći u dvosed
Pa druge na trosed
A treće, tek treće
Ma, nek puknu svi
Kad je njen mladi don
Spustio pravo na tron
Kao višnju na šlag
Lud sam za tobom, pače;l
Ali, lud sam i onako
Tražim te od kako za sebe znam
Budi moj ortak, mače, nije mi lako
Da svu tu silnu lovu razbucam sam
Nešto sam načuo
Da sutra možda ne postoji
Pa, bolje da odmah probamo sve
Za sitan groš kupi me
Razmaži te divlje kupine
Lud sam za tobom
Ali ovo jeste vreme ludih
I ja ću za nas osedlati strah
A ti me ljubi do zla
Dok ne izgubim dah
Opet loš deja vu
Jutro mokro k'o ribar i profi kalibar
Počinilac neznan
U čitulji pune stranice dve
Mafija i DB složno žale za njim
Balkanski tango uvek završi na trotoaru
Đavo je kredom upisao bod
A ona lagano niz ulicu staru
Tražeći sponzora punog k'o brod
Dok klatno tašnice
U ritmu hoda, broji vreme
I dok je merkaju k'o sveži but
U beli prah smrvi dan
I mrmlja refren od nekud znan
Lud sam za tobom
Ali ovo jeste vreme ludih
I ja ću za nas osedlati strah
A ti me ljubi do zla
Dok ne izgubim dah

Balkan Tango

This life is a dream
A small house by the ramp
A bundle of yellowish lamps and piles of sadness
Unfortunately, an ugly dream, a notorious night dive
An inn with a wooden board for bread
Mannequins of misery
I had to do everything by myself
A light finger on the trigger
A hurricane in my heart and a leap over the rainbow
A ship, a towboat, and at twenty-two
I already had everything
That's when he saw her
I'm crazy about you, even
But I'm crazy anyway
I've been looking for you for as long as I've known myself
Be my mate, my love, it's not easy for me
To spend all this fortune alone
I heard something
That maybe tomorrow doesn't exist
Well, let's try everything right away
Buy me for a small price
Spread those wild blackberries
I'm crazy about you
But this is the time of fools
And for us, I'll saddle fear
And you love me to the point of evil
Until I lose my breath
And she, a country flower
A night bus from Provence
No chance at all, just a figure in a play of luck
A chopped up movie, a father- a narrow-minded mouse
Mother- a worn out plush toy, sister- as ugly as sin
He was her type
The first night on the loveseat
Then the second on the sofa
And the third, just the third
Oh, let them all burst
When her young master
Lowered it right onto the throne
Like a cherry on a sundae
I'm crazy about you, even;
But I'm crazy anyway
I've been looking for you for as long as I've known myself
Be my mate, my love, it's not easy for me
To spend all this fortune alone
I heard something
That maybe tomorrow doesn't exist
Well, let's try everything right away
Buy me for a small price
Spread those wild blackberries
I'm crazy about you
But this is the time of fools
And for us, I'll saddle fear
And you love me to the point of evil
Until I lose my breath
Another bad deja vu
A morning wet as a fisherman and a pro caliber
The perpetrator unknown
In the obituary, two full pages
Mafia and the Central Intelligence Agency mourn him together
Balkan tango always ends up on the sidewalk
The devil marked a point with chalk
And she walks slowly down the old street
Looking for a sponsor as full as a ship
While the purse pendulum
Counts the time to the rhythm of her walk
And as they measure her like a fresh ham
She turns the day into white powder
And murmurs a familiar refrain
I'm crazy about you
But this is the time of fools
And for us, I'll saddle fear
And you love me to the point of evil
Until I lose my breath