Translation of the song lyrics Pogibe - Let 3

Pogibe (original)

Gandi, Kennedy i Gubec
Voće proćvalo je kasno
Oči gore i štipaj se za bedro
Jer velike se glave
Ne predaju baš tako
Cicciolina, Nataša, Romina
Mortadela, piletina, meso
Shut u vuglu, pa mi slatko zaspi
Jer velike se glave ne predaju tek tako
A ja bih samo s tobom htio piti slatko vino
Lukrecijom otrovano, penelopom začarano
Stavit ću mali motor na zube
Da nam samelje usne koje se ljube
A ja bih samo htio, sve što mi se snilo
Drobilicu, letjelicu, guzilicu, perjanicu
A ja bih samo htio, sve što mi se snilo
Kadilaka, meseršmita, vrućeg zmaja abraxasa
Stavit ću mali motor na zube
Da nam samelje usne koje se ljube
Biti s` tobom pored sunca
Na brdu kraj Hollywooda
Dok svi ne zaplaču
Na brdu kraj Hollywooda

Pogibe (translation)

Gandhi, Kennedy and the Loser
The fruit matured late
Eyes burning and pinching your thigh
Because they are big heads
That's not exactly how they teach
Cicciolina, Nataša, Romina
Mortadella, chicken, meat
Shut in the corner, so I fall asleep sweetly
Because big heads don't just give up
And I would only like to drink sweet wine with you
Poisoned by Lucretia, bewitched by Penelope
I will put a small engine on the teeth
To grind our kissing lips
And I would just like, everything I dreamed of
A crusher, a plane, an ass, a plume
And I would just like, everything I dreamed of
Cadillac, Messerschmitt, Hot Dragon Abraxas
I will put a small engine on the teeth
To grind our kissing lips
To be with you next to the sun
On the hill near Hollywood
Until they all cry
On the hill near Hollywood