Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Živeti slobodno, artist - Đorđe Balašević. Album song Ostaće okrugli trag na mestu šatre, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Record label: Djordje Balasevic
Song language: Bosnian
Živeti slobodno(original) |
Davno ti je vrag |
Zaseo na prag, zemljo Srbijo |
Niko živ se ne seća tolikih nesreća |
Za jednog vezira |
Oko tebe komšije |
Podižu bedeme jeda i prezira |
E, tog još nije bilo |
Ludama je milo, a ostale je stid |
Crne hronike i harmonike |
Sitan rock & roll |
Bajke da na kraju ponajbolji ostaju |
Više ne prolaze |
S' tamne strane globusa |
Bolje se vidi, da Najbolji odlaze |
Pločnici Toronta, oči boje fronta |
Lozinka svih nas |
Na šta se priča svodi? |
Parole o slobodi |
Šetači-preletaèi? |
Slaba potpora |
Nije to glava-pismo, ili jesmo ili nismo? |
Ovo srce bubnja večni tam-tam otpora: |
Živeti slobodno |
Svetom se oriti |
Okićen perom sokola |
Za urok protiv okova |
Živeti slobodno |
Pesmom pokoriti |
Tvoj steg na svakom gradu je |
Gde ti se neko raduje |
Probati jug ko zrno grožđa |
Sa dlana bogorodice |
Liznuti so sa onog gvožđa |
Za koje vezu brodice |
Slušati vetre kako gude |
U bele stepske jasene |
Zajtiti vode koje bude |
Gene u tebi spasene |
Al' čim se pomene |
Fantom promene, sevnu šlemovi |
Žali bože matore, oni se zatvore |
Čim gazde podviknu |
Upiru se deca |
Da rođene očeve od laži odviknu |
Šta na kraju bidne? |
Putnici za Sidnej, 'ajmo, izlaz taj i taj… |
Dokle, bre, da nas voza |
Zli čarobnjak iz Oza? |
Dokle taj glupi džoker |
«Ćuti, dobro je»! |
'Ma nije!' |
I čitav plen da skupe |
Pa ne mogu da vas kupe |
Da vam mladost kao sitan kusur odbroje |
Svako je jutro novo ušće |
Poteci kao rečica |
Neka se trnje plete gušće |
Nebo je tvoja prečica |
I zdrobi lažne dijamante |
Ko ljusku šupljeg orha |
Nek bulevari sveta pamte |
Muziku tvojih koraka |
(translation) |
You've been the devil for a long time |
Settled on the threshold, the land of Serbia |
No one alive remembers so many accidents |
For one vizier |
Neighbors around you |
They raise the walls of food and contempt |
Well, that hasn't happened yet |
Crazy people are happy, and others are ashamed |
Black chronicles and accordions |
Small rock & roll |
Fairy tales that in the end the best remain |
They don't pass anymore |
On the dark side of the globe |
It is better to see that the Best are leaving |
Toronto sidewalks, front-colored eyes |
The password of all of us |
What does the story come down to? |
Slogans of freedom |
Walkers? |
Poor support |
Isn’t that a head-letter, either we are or we’re not? |
This heart drums eternal tam-tam resistance: |
Live freely |
The world is roaring |
Decorated with falcon feathers |
For a spell against shackles |
Live freely |
Conquer with a song |
Your discipline is in every city |
Where someone is happy for you |
Try the south like a grape |
From the palm of the Virgin |
Lick with that iron |
To which boat connection |
Listen to the winds howling |
In the white steppe ash |
Protect the water that will be |
Genes saved in you |
But as soon as it is mentioned |
Phantom changes, helmets on |
Sorry old man, they shut up |
As soon as the bosses shouted |
Children resist |
To wean born fathers from lies |
What will happen in the end? |
Travelers to Sydney, come on, exit this and that… |
As long as he drives us |
The evil wizard of Oz? |
As long as that stupid joker |
"Shut up, it's good!" |
'It's not!' |
And read the spoils to gather |
Well, they can't buy you |
To count your youth as a small change |
There is a new estuary every morning |
It flows like a river |
Let the thorns weave thicker |
The sky is your shortcut |
And crush fake diamonds |
Like the shell of a hollow orch |
Let the boulevards of the world remember |
The music of your footsteps |