
Date of issue: 31.01.2017
Record label: Tempo
Song language: Bosnian
Borba(original) |
Ne zovem upomoć |
Jer niko ne čuje mi glas |
Sam na cesti u ponoć |
Još borim se ne spavam |
Gradom pijan hodam |
Gradom k’o da nema me s vama |
Oko mene tama, mama kući sama |
Zato kući sada, neću bez para |
Moj život je borba, u rukama gun |
Na korak od groba, za para pun dlan |
Kao san ružan, naoružan |
Vi uzeli bi moje kao da sam dužan |
Moj život je borba, u rukama gun |
Na korak od groba, za para pun dlan |
Kao san ružan, naoružan |
Vi uzeli bi moje kao da sam dužan |
Nisam mislio da ljudi žele da me vide dole na dnu |
Po gradu, jer pravdu kupuju novcem gdje doslovce ukradu nadu |
Zato dižem gard, čuvam bradu |
Nema veze što vide nas kao bandu |
I nema veze što zavide kada vide da nam ide |
Stojim nasred vladavine, nema undo |
Suze jezivo zaboli, mama, znaj da se borim |
Za nas znam da kažu da je put trnovit |
Pa nagasam da fluimo ka je gori |
Nego kada ga zagori u prah zaboli |
Drum put, sanjam put obećanja lud opet sanjam |
Bez kapetana ka ritmu dobar lio-pov |
Glup opet voli znaju ovi lupovi |
Pa njima lupovi kada tu su stupovi |
Neću dati da me vide u suzama palog |
Umalo srce stalo, jače je zalupalo čujem malo |
Imaju naloga, imam nalog, dajem im sve u zalog |
Sanj’o sam nju i našeg sina malog |
Sanj’o sam život od ovoga bolji malo |
Ali đavolje oči, noći me gledaju naduvanog |
Palog tiskano po dlanom |
Ranu bi' sakrio ranom |
Tamu sam vidio rano |
Zato me ne zovi tamo |
Moj život je borba, u rukama gun |
Na korak do groba za para pun dlan |
Kao san ružan, naoružan |
Vi uzeli bi moje kao da sam dužan |
Moj život je borba, u rukama gun |
Na korak do groba za para pun dlan |
Kao san ružan, naoružan |
Vi uzeli bi moje kao da sam dužan |
Nisam mislio da ljudi žele da me vide dole na dnu |
Po gradu jer pravdu kupuju novcem gdje doslovce ukradu nadu |
Zato dižem gard, čuvam bradu |
I nema veze što vide nas kao bandu |
I nema veze što zavide kada vide da nam ide |
Stojim nasred vladavine, nema undo |
Im’o sam snove svoje |
Iš'o korak po korak to me dovde dovelo je |
Cora nije stao, krv i znoj svoj proljev’o je |
Ned’o ti Bog da imaš ove noćne more moje |
Nekad davno bilo dvoje što se voljelo je |
Jer to dvoje jedno za drugo bilo baš stvoreno je |
U životu ne bude onako kako planiramo |
Metak je pogodio srce koje slomljeno je |
Znam kako je kad nisu ti pri ruci novci (novci) |
Svi moji drugovi su ti žestoki momci (momci) |
U ovoj džungli primorani smo bit' lovci (lovci) |
Pucaju živci mi na ulici k’o konci (konci) |
Pritisak previše velik |
Čini mi se gubim razum (razum) |
Čupam vreće kad drugi ljudi zaslužili kaznu |
Sve više težnja, sjena mu u gabuli kažu |
I uvijek biću tu, gdje god moji ljudi da su |
Moj život je borba, u rukama gun |
Na korak do groba za para pun dlan |
Kao san ružan, naoružan |
Vi uzeli bi moje kao da sam dužan |
Moj život je borba, u rukama gun |
Na korak do groba za para pun dlan |
Kao san ružan, naoružan |
Vi uzeli bi moje kao da sam dužan |
(translation) |
I'm not calling for help |
Because no one hears my voice |
Alone on the road at midnight |
I'm still struggling, I'm not sleeping |
I walk around the city drunk |
It's like I'm not with you |
Darkness around me, mom home alone |
So go home now, I won't run out of money |
My life is a struggle, in the hands of a gun |
A step away from the grave, for a couple full palm |
Like an ugly, armed dream |
You would take mine as if I were indebted |
My life is a struggle, in the hands of a gun |
A step away from the grave, for a couple full palm |
Like an ugly, armed dream |
You would take mine as if I were indebted |
I didn’t think people wanted to see me down at the bottom |
Around town, because they buy justice with money where they literally steal hope |
So I raise my guard, guard my beard |
It doesn't matter that they see us as a gang |
And it doesn't matter what they envy when they see us going |
I stand in the midst of rule, no undo |
Tears hurt terribly, Mom, know I'm fighting |
For us, I know they say the road is thorny |
So I'm guessing we're flowing up |
It hurts when it burns to dust |
The second time, I dream the way of promises crazy I dream again |
Without a captain to the rhythm of a good lio-pov |
Stupid loves to know these thugs again |
Well, they are beaten when there are pillars |
I will not let them see me in the tears of the fallen |
My heart almost stopped, I heard a little louder |
They have orders, I have an account, I give them everything in pledge |
I dreamed of her and our little son |
I dreamed of living a little better than this |
But devilish eyes, the nights look at me bloated |
Palog printed on the palm |
He would hide the wound with a wound |
I saw the darkness early |
So don't call me there |
My life is a struggle, in the hands of a gun |
A step to the grave for a couple full palm |
Like an ugly, armed dream |
You would take mine as if I were indebted |
My life is a struggle, in the hands of a gun |
A step to the grave for a couple full palm |
Like an ugly, armed dream |
You would take mine as if I were indebted |
I didn’t think people wanted to see me down at the bottom |
Around town because they buy justice with money where they literally steal hope |
So I raise my guard, guard my beard |
And it doesn't matter that they see us as a gang |
And it doesn't matter what they envy when they see us going |
I stand in the midst of rule, no undo |
I had my dreams |
Step by step, that brought me here |
Cora did not stop, she shed blood and sweat |
God forbid you have these nightmares of mine |
Once upon a time there were two things that were loved |
Because those two for each other were just created |
Life is not as we plan |
The bullet hit a heart that was broken |
I know what it's like when you don't have money at hand (money) |
All my friends are these tough guys (guys) |
In this jungle we are forced to be hunters |
My nerves are shooting in the street like strings (strings) |
The pressure is too great |
I seem to be losing my mind (reason) |
I break bags when other people deserve punishment |
More and more aspirations, the shadow in the gabule tells him |
And I will always be there, wherever my people are |
My life is a struggle, in the hands of a gun |
A step to the grave for a couple full palm |
Like an ugly, armed dream |
You would take mine as if I were indebted |
My life is a struggle, in the hands of a gun |
A step to the grave for a couple full palm |
Like an ugly, armed dream |
You would take mine as if I were indebted |
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