Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fotoaparat , by - Hladno Pivo. Song from the album Svijet glamura, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 26.09.2011
Record label: MenART
Song language: Croatian
Fotoaparat(original) |
| Slikamo krila aviona, komad mora, stari grad |
| A na slici ja ili ona, drugi drži aparat |
| Ko' da je strašno komično, biti gdje nismo obično |
| Mi se cerimo kameri ko oni glupi Ameri, što govore 'cheese |
| I za nas more, jug, planina kao fototapeta nekog dalekog svijeta |
| A blijeda lica, spaljena od blica dokazuju da smo bili tu |
| Bili smo tu i tu, tu i tu, tu i tu, tu i tu |
| Bili smo tu i tu, tu i tu |
| Demonstracija idile, hodanja cijeli dan, spakiraj za van |
| Kad' stignemo kući iz dalekog svijeta |
| Niko se neće izvući od ljubaznog klinča |
| Pred ekranom s puno inča |
| Slikamo bose domoroce, koji ne mare za novce |
| Drži čvrsto aparat, domaćim nije za vjerovat |
| Ko' da je strašno komično, biti gdje nismo obično |
| Mi se cerimo kameri ko oni glupi Ameri, što govore 'cheese |
| I za nas more, jug, planina kao fototapeta nekog dalekog svijeta |
| A blijeda lica, spaljena od blica dokazuju da smo bili tu |
| Bili smo tu i tu, tu i tu, tu i tu, tu i tu |
| Bili smo tu i tu, tu i tu |
| A poslije toga i tu i tu |
| Bili smo tu i tu, tu i tu, tu i tu, tu i tu |
| Bili smo tu i tu, tu i tu |
| (translation) |
| We paint the wings of an airplane, a piece of the sea, the old town |
| And in the picture I or she, the other is holding a camera |
| As if it's terribly comical, to be where we're not usually |
| We grin at the camera like those stupid Americans who say 'cheese |
| And for us, the sea, the south, the mountains as a photo wallpaper of a distant world |
| And the pale faces, burned by the flash, prove we were there |
| We were here and there, here and there, here and there, here and there |
| We were here and there, here and there |
| Demonstration of idyll, walking all day, pack for outside |
| When we get home from a distant world |
| No one will get away with a kind clinch |
| In front of a full inch screen |
| We paint barefoot natives, who don’t care about money |
| Hold the appliance firmly, the locals can't believe it |
| As if it's terribly comical, to be where we're not usually |
| We grin at the camera like those stupid Americans who say 'cheese |
| And for us, the sea, the south, the mountains as a photo wallpaper of a distant world |
| And the pale faces, burned by the flash, prove we were there |
| We were here and there, here and there, here and there, here and there |
| We were here and there, here and there |
| And then here and there |
| We were here and there, here and there, here and there, here and there |
| We were here and there, here and there |