Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Balkana, artist - Elemental. Album song U redu je, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 23.06.2013
Record label: MenART
Song language: Bosnian
Balkana(original) |
| Moji su vršnjaci vidjeli sve |
| I podrume i uzbune i mrtve i izbjegle |
| Naše bi djetinjstvo bilo drukčije |
| Da nije zeckalo oružje |
| Ovdje je ratna igra normalna |
| Mržnja raste brzo poput korova |
| A neki novi klinci puške nose |
| I još se time ponose |
| Nevjerujem nikome, potrošili ste me |
| Političari rade samo za sebe |
| Demokracija je tu, a gdje sam ja? |
| U zemlji bečkih konjušara |
| Sram me kad vidim da smo zadojeni |
| Kako ćemo rast' u mržnji odgojeni? |
| Svako malo prazimo šaržere |
| Nema te kiše da krv ispere |
| Djeca rata mrze, mrze |
| I pucaju u leđa |
| Hej okreni se brže, brže |
| Da te upucaju sprijeda — u srce — |
| S ove strane Balkana |
| Sreća nije bogom dana |
| Ovo je zemlja rana |
| I pustih obećanja |
| Dvadeset godina i još vas puca |
| I još vam se puca, još vas pere taj film |
| A u džep tiho strpaj što stvar’o je narod |
| Ako narod šuti onda slaže se s tim |
| Nama nikad neće biti dosta |
| Nema tog rata nakon kojeg je stvar čista |
| I neće balkanska pamet u balkansku glavu |
| Svaka budala misli tu da je u pravu |
| Svi tu samo smatraju da trebaju bit vlast |
| Da fotelja daj pravo da i oni mogu krast |
| Nikad nećemo prerast svoje sitne taštine |
| Gledat ćemo zapad iz neposredne blizine |
| A sutra, za sutra baš i ne ostaje |
| Mi mlađi neka stvaramo nanovo |
| Nama postaje sve ispočetka |
| Zasučimo rukave |
| Snova više nemamo zbog vaše jave |
| Pjesmom se liječi |
| Domovina |
| Budnice ječe |
| Sa planina |
| Ja sam budna i mislim |
| Možda bolji je san |
| Oni žive bogovski |
| Ja preživljavam |
| Sramite se, vi ste sitne duše |
| Djecu učite mržnji, učite ih da ruše |
| Mi smo bili sjebani, pa ne moraju i oni |
| Neka ne bježe iz gradova u koloni |
| (translation) |
| My peers saw it all |
| And basements and alarms and dead and escaped |
| Our childhood would have been different |
| If it weren't for the weapon |
| Here the war game is normal |
| Hate grows fast like weeds |
| And some new kids are carrying rifles |
| And they are still proud of that |
| I don't trust anyone, you spent me |
| Politicians work only for themselves |
| Democracy is here, and where am I? |
| In the land of Viennese horsemen |
| I am ashamed to see that we are breastfed |
| How will we grow up in hatred? |
| We empty the cartridges every now and then |
| There is no rain to wash away the blood |
| Children of war hate, hate |
| And they shoot in the back |
| Hey turn faster, faster |
| To be shot in the front - in the heart - |
| From this side of the Balkans |
| Happiness is not the god of days |
| This is a land of wounds |
| And I made promises |
| Twenty years and still shooting you |
| And you're still being shot, you're still being washed by that fi lm |
| And quietly put in your pocket what the people are |
| If the people are silent then they agree with that |
| We will never have enough |
| There is no war after which the matter is clean |
| And the Balkan mind will not be in the Balkan head |
| Every fool thinks he's right |
| Everyone here just thinks they need to be in power |
| Give the armchair the right to steal too |
| We will never outgrow our petty vanities |
| We will look west from close range |
| And tomorrow, for tomorrow, it doesn't really stay |
| Let us younger ones create anew |
| It becomes everything to us from scratch |
| Let's roll up our sleeves |
| We have no more dreams because of your wake-up call |
| He heals with a song |
| Homeland |
| Wake up |
| From the mountains |
| I am awake and I think |
| Maybe sleep is better |
| They live divinely |
| I survive |
| Shame on you, you are small souls |
| You teach children to hate, you teach them to tear down |
| We were fucked up, so they don’t have to either |
| Let them not flee the cities in the column |