A keresés eredménye

I'm staying here

Stay here! The sun of foreign sky
Will not warm you like this one does
The bites of bread are bitter there
Where no one of yours is and where the brother isn't
 
Than own mother, who will find the better one?
And your mother is this land
Take a look upon the stones and the field
The graves of your great-grandparents are everywhere
 
I'm a patriot but I'm not a chauvinist
Nor a nazi, fascist, ultranationalist
The thing that I love my country doesn't mean that I hate others
From Triglav to Vardar greetings from Southern Railway*
 
And to serve the stuffened foreigners
To forget the faces with moustache and opanci*
And then to play with balls of some anonymous
Well I'm not gonna do that even if they chain me
 
To give up on history, faith and slava*
A house in my village is older than their country
It's like utopia there and we're miserable here
We all got new phones and we'll all die from hunger
 
Here this money is worthy and it's peanuts there
To not see the daytime and to work hard like a donkey
Are we sheeps? Are we stupid?
What about Andrić*, Pupin* and Nikola Tesla?*
 
There isn't burek, đuveč and gulaš
And even if you buy the groceries you haven't time to cook
There, far away isn't proja, kajmak and slanina
My sky isn't there, my climate isn't there
 
Neither the showcase that keeps my faded pictures
Where is my garden, my ajvar made of my pepper
I don't want their streets, I want my sokak*
To hear 'Dobar dan'* and not Guten Tag!*
 
It's not that the healthiest kind of people haven't gone and that pain remained
It's not that God didn't tell us to count to three, tears, blood and sweat
It's not that not a lot of burden hasn't remained to us and a little of time
It's not that it's destined to us, I'm not going anywhere, I'm staying here
 
We're running away from here because our prosperity is small
And we're going to the ones who have stolen it from us
The ones who bombarded us, who whipped up our whole country
And now they shamelessly tell to us that we are the vandals
 
And that we are backwarded but they skinned us
Divide et impera trick always works out for them
That's what we deserve when irredentism is reigning
And we don't see that their capitalism is swallowing us
 
Sarma and beer outside the market aren't there
There aren't sparks for Christmas but the wages are high
To agonize there so I can double my income
And then to enjoy here every summer when I come
 
And there I bow head when the boss says 'Schneller!'
The moral principles have fallen to our forehead
Our soil is fertile but you don't wanna work
If you planted even the stone, you'd get a potato
 
The happiness isn't in money but in small things
It's not in the assholes but in friends
We'll heal our wounds by ourselves
Don't worry for the monastery and travel, abbey
 
It's not that the healthiest kind of people haven't gone and that pain remained
It's not that God didn't tell us to count to three, tears, blood and sweat
It's not that not a lot of burden hasn't remained to us and a little of time
It's not that it's destined to us, I'm not going anywhere, I'm staying here
 
Here everyone knows and loves you
And no one will know you there
Even the grassless karts of yours are better
Than the flower fields where the foreigner is passing
 
Stay here! The sun of foreign sky
Will not warm you like this one does
The bites of bread are bitter there
Where no one of yours is and where the brother isn't
 

Hidden love

My soul has its secret, my life its mystery,
An eternal love, born in a single minute
The pain is hopeless, I had to leave it buried
And she who caused it has never known about it.
 
Alas, I will have passed,
close to her unperceived,
Always by her side, yet
on a lonely errand,
And I'll have spent my time in this world till the end
Daring to ask for naught and having naught received.
 
As for her, although God
made her sweet and loving
She keeps walking on by, careless and not heeding
These love whispers that behind her footsteps arise.
To her austere duty so piously faithful,
She'll say, reading this verse, of her presence so full
' But who is this woman ?'' and will not realise.
 

Hide and Seek

[Verse 1: Lujipeka]
A little more cash, cash
I close my eyes on her tracks
She says she feels bad
It's that she wants us to go
A few more steps, steps
I can still see some laughing
Take off your jeans and your Nike.
We only meet when you're high, high
Another hotel, I'm everywhere, nowhere in my house
You're too open (you're too open) it doesn't excite me (it doesn't excite me)
Doors are closed (doors are closed), I don't insist (I don't insist)
Your ideal (your ideal) does not exist (does not exist)
So you hang out (so you hang out), here, there (here, there)
Your little shoe size on the tracks of our steps (tracks of our steps)
In the veins (in the veins), blood and alcool (blood and alcool)
Feel the anger (feel the anger), that rises in you (that rises in you)
She and he (she and he) do not exist (do not exist)
I use it to tell what I see (I use it to tell what I see)
 
[Chorus : Lujipeka]
I go from her mouth to her lips
I'm old enough to not live your way
Tell me why, why are you getting mad
You don't like Columbine, but Columbine is famous
I go from her mouth to her lips
I'm old enough to not live your way
Tell me why, why are you getting mad
You don't like Columbine, but Columbine is famous
 
[Verse 2 : Foda C]
Since I was born, I take care of nothing, I want to have everything
Messages, I don't answer anymore because I don't want to see you anymore
I didn't grow up to save the world (save the world)
I want to see Paris under the bombs (under the bombs)
Rise at the hour when the Sun falls (when the Sun falls)
Melon colour (melon colour)
We only stagnate (we only stagnate), with the passing of the seasons
She tells (she tells) she is harassed (she is harassed)
I keep a low profile to listen to her (to listen to her)
And I give coins (I give coins) in cups (in cups)
I give myself good conscience to catch myself (to catch myself)
Everything's fine I'm pretending (I'm pretending, I'm pretending)
Don't hide yourself, you're like everyone else, you have your father away (away)
Undress, the anger that rises in you (that rises in you)
I go down from my house, I lead to tell what I see
 
[Chorus : Lujipeka]
I go from her mouth to her lips
I'm old enough to not live your way
Tell me why, why are you getting mad
You don't like Columbine, but Columbine is famous
I go from her mouth to her lips
I'm old enough to not live your way
Tell me why, why are you getting mad
You don't like Columbine, but Columbine is famous
 

Men hide themselves away to cry

and if the night drags on
and the rain comes along
will you come?
 
and if I lose my head
if I go up to heaven
will you love me?
 
if the night drags on
will you come?
if I lose my head
will you love me?
 
and if day breaks
and the rain should clear
will you love me?
 
it’s like a bad dream
all the birds die
and love flies away
 
if day breaks
will you come?
like a bad dream
if love flies away
and the night drags on
will you come?
if I lose my head
will you love me?
 
if the night drags on
will you come?
if I lose my head
will you love me?
all men act proud
when love flies away
all men hide themselves away
to cry sometimes
 

A Hidden Woman

There is in my heart
A woman who’s waiting
For the right moment and the hour
To offer her gifts
 
There are in my eyes
More than enough torments
Of courage and confessions
To speak my mind
 
A hidden woman within me
A hidden woman, ready for every struggle
Would like that, at her awakening, you hear her voice
And that you be there…
 
And when I stay quiet
I point out to the silence
What I want to scream
With or without violence
 
There is in my heart
A woman who dances
Fortunate from the joy
Of having left childhood
 
A hidden woman within me
A hidden woman, ready for any struggle
Would like that, at her awakening, you hear her voice
And that you be there to extend your arms to her (x2)
 

Slap

I'm jealous I don't deny it
I follow your setps like a dog
who wants to catch you,
you're with someone else and it angers me
I can't stand it when he holds you
and I can't help it.
 
It's a slap
every caress you give him kills me
if you smile at him a guffaw
thunders in my chest waking my heart up.
It's a slap
when you kiss him I feel you cheat on me,
when you hold him my head explodes,
I'm further from you than from Pluto.
 
I'm dying for you to leave him,
for you to forget him and want me
like nobody ever
and the thoughts betray me
how much I'd like to have a position
and take his place.
 

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