Translation of the song lyrics Minimalizam - Letu Stuke

Minimalizam (original)

To nije nikakva posebna kuća
To nije nikakav poseban vrt
Tu nema puno žena, nema bazena
Na oko dosadno je na smrt
Al' oko mene su posebni ljudi
Svi zanimljivi, eksentrični
Čelične felge i plastične grudi
I svi su digitalni, električni
Spoji slatko i slano, to ide
Ali kruške i jabuke ne
Spoji crnu i bijelu nam boju
Siva je slika svijeta, zar ne
A svi bi htjeli bit' novi i čudni
Ili bar blještavi cirkusan tim
Dok mnogi spavaju neki su budni
Sami sa svemirom na ti
To je minimalizam
To je minimalizam
Al' ne zna primitivizam
Sta je to minimalizam
To je minimalizam
To je minimalizam
Svi vide, niko da prizna
Koja to gazi nas čizma
Bogati roditelji ne žale
Za svoju dječicu dat će baš sve
Prodaju šume i hidrocentrale
I drže pola države
Zato im potomci veselo žive
Ne rade ništa, a imaju sve
Čisti kokain i rublje od svile
I tuđe gladne godine
To nije minimalizam
To nije minimalizam
Al' ne zna primitivizam
Šta je to kapitalizam
To nije minimalizam
To nije minimalizam
Svi vide, niko da prizna
Koja to gazi nas čizma

(translation)

It is not a special house
It is no special garden
There aren't many women, no pool
The eye is bored to death
But there are special people around me
All interesting, eccentric
Steel rims and plastic breasts
And they are all digital, electric
Combine sweet and salty, it goes
But not pears and apples
Combine black and white for us
It's a gray picture of the world, isn't it
And everyone wants to be new and weird
Or at least a dazzling circus team
While many are asleep some are awake
Alone with the universe on you
That is minimalism
That is minimalism
But he doesn't know primitivism
What is minimalism
That is minimalism
That is minimalism
Everyone saw, no one admitted
Which tramples us with a boot
Wealthy parents do not regret it
He will give everything for his children
They sell forests and hydroelectric power plants
And they hold half the state
That is why their descendants live happily
They do nothing, and they have everything
Clean cocaine and silk underwear
And other people's hungry years
That is not minimalism
That is not minimalism
But he doesn't know primitivism
What is capitalism?
That is not minimalism
That is not minimalism
Everyone saw, no one admitted
Which tramples us with a boot