Текст и перевод песни Đorđe Balašević - Olelole (Live)

Olelole (Live)

Ole Lole, pišem ti pesmu devet dana,
Brusim filigranske detalje,
Nižem, al' ništa od đerdana – lepo neće dalje.
Ole Lole, nameću neki ritam marša,
Lude se klanjaju k'o đeram.
Pevaju pesme s puno falša, ja po svome teram.
Lole, valja mi tamburu spaliti, k'o one vikinške ladje,
Pustiti rekom pa žaliti, nek je djavo nađe.
Lole, daj mi da još jednu ispijem, opet sam sanjao sušu,
Pa pusti ponovo Gypsy-je, za moju dušu.
Lole, imaš li ikoga na svetu,
Ili bi samnom na put mogla?
Hajde da menjamo planetu, sutra dajem oglas.
Ole Lole, pogledaj samo šta nam rade,
Na karti neba mi smo tačka.
Stavi pred krevet barikade i mirna Bačka.
Lole, taman se ludilo rasčisti, taman smo nadomak smisla,
Evo ih sledeći fašisti dok si rek'o "piksla".
Lole, daj mi da još jednu ispijem, opet sam sanjao sušu,
Pa pusti ponovo Gypsy-je, za moju dušu, ajde...
Ole Lole, cakli se mesec k'o medaljon,
Al' nešto goropadno motri.
Postroji zvezdani bataljon, fališ na toj smotri.
Ole Lole, baš tebe briga, slušaš jastuk,
Stiskaš tu svilu kao klešta,
Misliš na neki bezobrazluk. O, Bože, baš koješta.
Ole, danas sam pun neke Španije, triput sam živeo tamo.
Sumnjaš u živote ranije? Ako, smej se samo.
Lole, daj mi da još jednu ispijem, opet sam sanjao sušu,
Pa pusti ponovo Gypsy-je, za moju dušu.
Lole, valja mi tamburu spaliti, k'o one vikinške lađe,
Pustiti rekom pa žaliti, nek je đavo nađe.
Lole, daj mi da još jednu ispijem, opet sam sanjao sušu,
Pa pusti ponovo Gypsy-je, za moju dušu.
Lole, danas sam pun neke Španije, triput sam živeo tamo.
Sumnjaš u živote ranije? Ako, smej se samo.
Lole, daj mi da još jednu ispijem, opet sam sanjao sušu,
Pa pusti ponovo Gypsy-je, za moju crnu dušu, Lole moj!

Olelole (Live)

Ole Lole, I have been writing you a song for nine days,
Polishing the filigree details,
Stringing them together, but nothing like a necklace – beauty will not go any further.
Ole Lole, they are imposing some marching rhythm,
Fools are bowing like dervishes.
They sing songs with a lot of falsehood, I insist on my own.
Lole, I should burn the tambourine, like those Viking ships,
Let it go down the river and mourn, let the devil find it.
Lole, let me have another drink, I dreamt of drought again,
And play Gypsy-je again, for my soul.
Lole, do you have anyone in the world,
Or could you go on a journey with me?
Let's change the planet, I'll give a notice tomorrow.
Ole Lole, just look at what they are doing to us,
On the map of heaven we are just a dot.
Put up barricades in front of the bed and peaceful Bačka.
Lole, just when the madness was clearing up, just when we were close to the meaning,
Here come the next fascists before you could say "can".
Lole, let me have another drink, I dreamt of drought again,
And play Gypsy-je again, for my soul, come on...
Ole Lole, the moon is glimmering like a medallion,
But something sinister is watching.
Line up the stellar battalion, you are missing from that parade.
Ole Lole, you don't care, you listen to the pillow,
You squeeze that silk like pliers,
You think of some impudence. Oh, God, just anything.
Ole, today I am full of some Spain, I have lived there three times.
Do you doubt my previous lives? If so, just laugh.
Lole, let me have another drink, I dreamt of drought again,
And play Gypsy-je again, for my soul.
Lole, I should burn the tambourine, like those Viking ships,
Let it go down the river and mourn, let the devil find it.
Lole, let me have another drink, I dreamt of drought again,
And play Gypsy-je again, for my soul.
Lole, today I am full of some Spain, I have lived there three times.
Do you doubt my previous lives? If so, just laugh.
Lole, let me have another drink, I dreamt of drought again,
And play Gypsy-je again, for my dark soul, my Lole!