Translation of the song lyrics Ostavi T.R.A.G. - Elemental

Ostavi T.R.A.G. (original)

Sto sam sve napravio do sada, sto nisam i sto bih htio
Di cu sutra stajat, neznam, al' vidjet ces da bum bio
U blizini brijo isto k’o i prije, di je smisao
Da neradim po svome, ne znam o cem' bi pisao
U stvarima o cemu bi govorio, za koji bi kurac zivio
Dal' bi ista stvorio, u ovih 10 godina glava je put odabrala
To nije isti put k’o drugima, al' zato dobro se zabavljala
Mog’o sam linijom manjeg otpora, al' nisam
Mozda nikad nis' ne zaradim al' uvijek znat cu di sam
Volim ovu muziku svjestan svih njenih mana
Danas k’o i prije sedam godina, ona je moja hrana
Moja strana ulice, moja strana muzike
Da djelim ju sa drugima da drugi shvate odlike
Njene k’o sto i ja prihvacam, postujem i volim
Druge izraze cuvam ciste obraze
Borim se za mjesto pod suncem i da mi daju malo prostora
Da pokazem sto mogu prije spustanja zastora
Svako pise svoju pricu, svako bira svoj put
Sad dok mozes ostavi svoj trag
Da se zna da bio si tu
Povlacim liniju, malu tanku crvenu
S lijeve dobro, s desne ne jos uvijek mislim na nju
Moju muziku Dajem stih za svaki dan proveden uz nju
Mig za svaku nit sto ju pletem u zastavu
U dobru i zlu dok sam drz’o svijecu radiju
S kojeg sam prim’o nastavu, od ljudi
Sto sad ravnopravno sa mnom plivaju
Za slamku se primaju nebil' jos bili tu
Da daju plodno tlo i sjemenku
Svakom novom korjenu, sto ce il' do’c il' otic'
Ostaviti svoj trag il' samo mirofon podic'
K’o Horn kazem ajmo ic' dalje
Otvorit vrata sva, pa makar mic po mic
Od crno-bijelog svijeta u bojama
Dalje od Beatlesa i Jimija nemre svako bit' legenda
Do sobe s puno prostora gdje jedna kultura ne dominira
Gdje se samo svira
Gdje i rapper poput mene moze naci svoj mali kutak mira
I par filira podjelit sa svojim ljudima
Dok je srce u grudima, vicem dajte
I meni malo vremena da ga potrosim sa drugima
Svako pise svoju pricu, svako bira svoj put
Sad dok mozes ostavi svoj trag
Da se zna da bila si tu
Svatko zivi svoju sudbinu, svak' pise svoju povijest
Svatko bira svoju cestu kojom mog’o bi se odvest
U rikverc ili napred krenut dalje ili vratit se
Platiti sve pogreske, ostat na mjestu, maknit se
Svoje vec sam odabrala k’o oduvijek da sam znala
Od prvog dana, di je moja strana
Zato drzim, nedam muziku sto dajem skroz iz srca
Trazim mjesto jel' ima slobodno dok neko drugi grca
U vec prozvakanom zalogaju i u zalog daju
Tude misli tudje pjesme a znaju to se nesm’je
Nemres vratit natrag vrijeme nemres ni kada bi htio
Ni kada bi smio, ni kada bi Bog bio
Dio mene zna da stvarnost je prolazna
Da bit cu opet prah onaj iz kojeg sam nastala
Zato ostavljam trag ko marker koji nikada ne vrijedi
Ko grafit na zidu danas ne znam sta vas sutra slijedi
Poslusaj me uhvati ritam novog doba
Ima losi, dobar putnik ti ta oba budu proba
I daj svoj pecat novom stoljecu na dar
K’o sto to cinimo i mi Shot, Ink i Remi
Svako pise svoju pricu, svako bira svoj put
Sad dok mozes ostavi svoj trag
Da se zna da bio si tu
Svako pise svoju pricu, svako bira svoj put
Sad dok mozes ostavi svoj trag
Da se zna da bila si tu

(translation)

What I have done so far, what I have not and what I would like
I won't know where I will be tomorrow, but you will see that there will be a boom
They shave nearby as before, which makes sense
If I didn't work on my own, I don't know what to write about
In things he would talk about, what the fuck he would live for
If he had created the same, in these 10 years the head has chosen the path
It's not the same as others, but that's why she had a good time
I could have done it with less resistance, but I didn't
Maybe I'll never make money but I'll always know where I am
I love this music aware of all its flaws
Today, like seven years ago, she is my food
My side of the street, my side of music
To share it with others so that others understand the qualities
I accept, respect and love her as much as I do
Other terms keep my cheeks clean
I am fighting for a place under the sun and to give me some space
To show what I can do before lowering the curtain
Everyone writes their own story, everyone chooses their own path
Now while you can leave your mark
To know that you were there
I draw a line, a little thin red
On the left well, on the right I still don’t think of her
My music I give a verse for every day spent with her
A moment for every thread I knit into a flag
For better or worse, I kept the candle on the radio
From whom I received classes, from people
They are now swimming on an equal footing with me
For straw they are accepted if they have not been there yet
To give fertile soil and seed
Every new root, which will either come or go
Leave your mark or 'just a microphone lift'
Like Horn, let's say let's move on
Open the door all, at least mic by mic
From the black and white world in colors
Beyond the Beatles and Jimi, not everyone can be a legend
To a room with a lot of space where one culture does not dominate
Where it's just played
Where a rapper like me can find his little corner of peace
And a couple of fillers to share with their people
While the heart is in the chest, give a shout
And I have little time to spend it with others
Everyone writes their own story, everyone chooses their own path
Now while you can leave your mark
To know that you were there
Everyone lives their destiny, everyone writes their own history
Everyone chooses their own path
In reverse, either move forward or backward
Pay for all the mistakes, stay put, get away
I already chose mine as I always knew
From day one, where is my side
That's why I hold, I don't give music that I give from the heart
I'm looking for a place if there's room while someone else is grunting
In the already chewed bite and in the pledge they give
He thinks of other people's songs and knows that he must not
You can't go back in time, even if you want to
Neither if he should, nor if he were God
Part of me knows that reality is fleeting
Yes, I will be the dust I came from again
That's why I leave a mark as a marker that is never valid
Like graffiti on the wall today, I don't know what's next for you tomorrow
Listen to me catch the rhythm of the new age
There are bad, good travelers, and they'll both try it out
And give your seal to the new century as a gift
Just like Shot, Ink and Remy do
Everyone writes their own story, everyone chooses their own path
Now while you can leave your mark
To know that you were there
Everyone writes their own story, everyone chooses their own path
Now while you can leave your mark
To know that you were there