Lyrics of Nemam Ništa S Tim - Đorđe Balašević

Nemam Ništa S Tim (original)

Ona je volela blues
Njen kralj zvao se Peter Green
A ja, sasvim slučajno tu…
Za taj film neko levi, sasvim…
Uvek je gledala sat
I čim sklope kazaljke krug
K’o mala bi šaputala, tad
Da negde neko misli na nju
U njenoj sobi, mala riznica greha
Kao duga, preko besmisla most…
Puno knjiga nekog prebeglog čeha
I sportska štampa, ako naiđe gost…
Uglavnom prođe sve
Ali ostane blues
Boje se razliju
Kad ga čujem na radiju…
Ubija metronom…
Šta taj sat radi tu?
Jedan i nula-pet…
Neko misli na nju
Negde u meni je kvar
I mrak što me gricka k’o miš…
I sav sam kao ona staklena stvar
U kojoj veje kada je pomeriš
U ovoj sobi ravnoteža je prosta:
Sto i krevet i prekidač za luč…
Ispod cene mole cenjenog gosta
Da pre puta ne zaboravi ključ
Uglavnom…
Ona je volela bluz, o-je
Lucidni Peter Green…
A ja, ja sam voleo nju…
A blues… šta blues???
Nemam ništa sa tim…

(translation)

She loved the blues
Her king's name was Peter Green
And I, quite by accident here…
For that film, someone left, quite…
She always looked at her watch
And as soon as they put the hands together
She would whisper like a baby, then
Someone thinks of her somewhere
In her room, a small treasury of sin
Like a rainbow, over nonsense bridge…
Lots of books by a Czech fugitive
And the sports press, if a guest comes…
Mostly everything passes
But the blues remains
The colors spill over
When I hear it on the radio…
Kills the metronome…
What is that watch doing there?
One and zero-five…
Someone is thinking about her
There is a malfunction somewhere in me
And the darkness that bites me like a mouse…
And I'm all like that glass thing
In which branch when you move it
The balance in this room is simple:
Table and bed and light switch…
Below the price of praying the esteemed guest
Don't forget the key before the trip
Mostly…
She loved the blues, oh
Lucidni Peter Green…
And I, I loved her…
A blues… what blues ???
I have nothing to do with it…