Translation of the song lyrics Balada Emigranta - Škabo, DJ Silent

Balada Emigranta (original)

Još jedan papir po kom' ne mogu da pišem
Zgužvan je i bačen, jer plačem poput pičke
Rastanak mi nije mio pevao je Nino
On je pokojan odavno, evo sad i mi smo
Kad je odnos tol’ko emotivan često biva
Da svoju stranu ringa bira cela ekipa
Jedni kažu da od Škaba nema goreg smrada
Drugi da sam lud što sam čekao do sada
Kada seda mi je brada, svaka koska mi je stara
Mišići preumorni pa ih jedva goni glava
Preteška i sama posle novog poraza
Izgubljena nada da su ovo stanja prolazna
Izgleda je akutno, obostrano prećutno
Da se ne zna ko je koga šutn'o
A stari jadnik s tobom hteo je i dalje
Sada kofer spakovan je sudbina me na put šalje
Sve se lepo briše kad su bitne samo pare
Srce postane ko kamen kad na sve se cene stave
Javno ljubav dajem, biraš orgije tajne
Ne mogu više, moj beli grade
Dođavola sve, dođavola sa mnom
Mnogo te volim ali puk’o sam odavno
Dosadio mi život u lošoj krimi seriji
Potražiću progrm gde su ljudi srećniji
Dođavola sve, dođavola sa mnom
Mnogo te volim al' se pakujem polako
Ovakav ishod moj je lični poraz
Al' na druge sada misliti moram
K’o dobar i loš pandur mozak su i srce
Pa promene uloge kad poteze povučeš
Dal' će igde biti tako lepo k’o kod kuće
Gde postalo je lepo ko u jeku vlasti turske
Vidim razliku u imenu jedino
Da li si se poturčio ili unapredio
Suština je ista, izabrao si večeru
I poljubio ruku da bi umakao sečivu
Prodajne nijanse juče Alah danas Alek
Ili menjaj veru ili sve će da ti zgrabe
Juče janičara šalje danas uterivača
Da li prene ili pale uvek plače majka
Strašna priča stara sa brdovitog balkana
Gdje jebena je strana uvek sirotinja raja
A sve manje je hajduka, kubura i jatagana
Sve više komentara dobro plaćenih budala
Muka mi od njih koliko i od zulumćara
Adiós mis amigos queridos, hasta mañana
Dođavola sve, dođavola sa mnom
Mnogo te volim ali puk’o sam odavno
Dosadio mi život u lošoj krimi seriji
Potražiću progrm gde su ljudi srećniji
Dođavola sve, dođavola sa mnom
Mnogo te volim al' se pakujem polako
Ovakav ishod moj je lični poraz
Al' na druge sada misliti moram

(translation)

Another paper I can't write on
He is crumpled and thrown away, because I cry like a pussy
I didn't like parting, sang Nino
He died a long time ago, here we are
When a relationship is so emotional, it often happens
Let the whole team choose their side of the ring
Some say that there is no worse stench than Škab
Others that I’m crazy what I’ve been waiting for so far
When my chin is gray, every bone is old
The muscles are too tired so they can barely chase their heads
Too heavy and alone after another defeat
Lost hope that these conditions are transient
It seems acute, mutually silent
It is not known who was silent when
And the poor old man with you still wanted to
Now the suitcase is packed, destiny sends me on my way
Everything is nicely erased when only money is important
The heart becomes like a stone when all prices are set
I give love in public, you choose orgies of secrets
I can't take it anymore, my white city
Damn it all, damn it with me
I love you very much, but I broke up a long time ago
I'm tired of living in a bad crime series
I will look for a program where people are happier
Damn it all, damn it with me
I love you very much, but I'm packing slowly
This outcome is my personal defeat
But I have to think of others now
Like a good cop and a bad cop, the brain is the heart
So change roles when you pull moves
Will it be as beautiful anywhere as at home?
Where it has become beautiful as in the midst of Turkish rule
I see the difference in the name only
Have you converted to Islam or been promoted?
The essence is the same, you chose dinner
And he kissed his hand to dip the blade
Sales shades yesterday Allah today Alec
Either change your faith or they will grab everything from you
Yesterday the janissary sent today the uterus
Whether she passes or burns, her mother always cries
A terrible story from the hilly Balkans
Where the fucking side is always the poor of heaven
And there are fewer and fewer hajduks, kuburas and yataghans
More and more comments from well-paid fools
I'm as sick of them as I am of the tyrants
Goodbye my dear friends, hasta mañana
Damn it all, damn it with me
I love you very much, but I broke up a long time ago
I'm tired of living in a bad crime series
I will look for a program where people are happier
Damn it all, damn it with me
I love you very much, but I'm packing slowly
This outcome is my personal defeat
But I have to think of others now