| Ovaj život je san…
| This life is a dream…
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| Mala kuća kraj rampe… Snop žućkaste lampe… I zalihe tuge…
| A small house by the ramp… A beam of yellowish lamps… And supplies of sorrow…
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| Nažalost, ružan san…
| Unfortunately, an ugly dream…
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| Ćale notorni smuk… Keva s daskom za luk… Manekeni za jad…
| Dad notorious downhill… Keva with bow board… Models for misery…
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| Sve je morao sam…
| He had to do everything himself…
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| Prst na orozu lagan… U srcu uragan… I skok preko duge…
| Finger on a light weapon… Hurricane in the heart… And jump over the rainbow…
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| Brum šlepera…
| Truck truck…
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| I sa dvadeset dve već je imao sve… Nju je video tad:
| And at twenty-two he already had everything… He saw her then:
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| Lud sam za tobom, pače, ali lud sam ionako…
| I'm crazy about you, duck, but I'm crazy anyway…
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| Tražim te otkako za sebe znam…
| I've been looking for you since I know myself…
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| Budi moj ortak, mače, nije mi lako
| Be my partner, kitty, it's not easy for me
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| da svu tu silnu lovu razbucam sam…
| to squander all that huge money myself…
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| Nešto sam načuo da sutra možda ne postoji?
| I heard something that maybe doesn't exist tomorrow?
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| Pa bolje da odmah probamo sve…
| So we better try everything now…
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| Za sitan groš kupi me… Razmaži te divlje kupine…
| For a penny buy me… Spread those wild blackberries…
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| Lud sam za tobom, ali ovo jeste vreme ludih…
| I'm crazy about you, but this is a time of crazy…
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| I ja ću za nas osedlati strah…
| And I will saddle fear for us…
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| A ti me ljubi do zla… Dok ne izgubim dah…
| And you love me to evil… Until I lose my breath…
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| A ona… Seoski krin…
| A ona… Seoski krin…
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| Noćni bus iz provanse… «Miss Nikakve Šanse»… Tek statista sreće…
| Night bus from Provence… "Miss No Chance"… Just a statistician of happiness…
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| Presečen film…
| Cut film…
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| Ćale, prosvetni miš… Keva, izlizan pliš… Sestra ružna ko vrag…
| Daddy, the educational mouse… Keva, worn plush… Sister ugly as hell…
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| On je bio njen tip…
| He was her type…
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| Prve noći u dvosed… Pa druge na trosed… A treće… eh, treće…
| The first night in a two-seater… Then the second on a three-seater… And the third… eh, the third…
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| Nek puknu svi…
| Let everyone break…
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| Kad je njen mladi Don spusti pravo na tron… Kao višnju na šlag…
| When her young Don lowered the right to the throne… Like a cherry on whipped cream…
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| Lud sam za tobom, paše, ali lud sam ionako…
| I'm crazy about you, Pasha, but I'm crazy anyway…
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| Tražim te otkako za sebe znam…
| I've been looking for you since I know myself…
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| Budi moj ortak, mače, nije mi lako
| Be my partner, kitty, it's not easy for me
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| da svu tu silnu lovu razbucam sam…
| to squander all that huge money myself…
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| Nešto sam načuo da sutra možda ne postoji?
| I heard something that maybe doesn't exist tomorrow?
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| Pa bolje da odmah probamo sve…
| So we better try everything now…
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| Za sitan groš kupi me… Razmaži te divlje kupine…
| For a penny buy me… Spread those wild blackberries…
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| Lud sam za tobom, ali ovo jeste vreme ludih…
| I'm crazy about you, but this is a time of crazy…
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| I ja ću za nas osedlati strah…
| And I will saddle fear for us…
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| A ti me ljubi do zla… Dok ne izgubim dah…
| And you love me to evil… Until I lose my breath…
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| Opet loš deja vu…
| Bad deja vu again…
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| Jutro mokro ko ribar… I profi kalibar… Počinilac neznan…
| Morning wet as a fisherman… I pro caliber… Perpetrator unknown…
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| U čitulji…
| In the obituary…
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| Pune stranice dve… Mafija… I DB… Složno žale za njim…
| Full pages two… Mafia… I DB… Unanimously mourn for him…
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| Balkanski Tango uvek završi na trotoaru…
| Balkan Tango always ends on the sidewalk…
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| Đavo je kredom upisao bod… A ona lagano niz ulicu staru…
| The devil wrote a point with chalk… And she slowly down the old street…
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| Tražeći sponzora punog ko brod…
| Looking for a sponsor full like a ship…
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| Dok klatno tašnice u ritmu hoda broji vreme
| While the pendulum of the purse counts time in the rhythm of walking
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| i dok je merkaju ko sveži but…
| and while they measure her like a fresh leg…
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| U beli prah smrvi dan… I mrmlja refren odnekud znan:
| The day crumbles into white powder… And he mutters a refrain from somewhere known:
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| Lud sam za tobom, ali ovo jeste vreme ludih…
| I'm crazy about you, but this is a time of crazy…
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| Za nas ću za nas osedlati strah…
| I will saddle fear for us…
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| A ti me ljubi do zla… Dok ne izgubim dah… | And you love me to evil… Until I lose my breath… |