Lyrics of Iza horizonta - Sunshine

Iza horizonta (original)

Ja uvek vidim greh i uvek prvi
Ma koliko bio oprezan i mali
Ja ga vidim
I ja sam uvek tu Ja sam spontan kao munja
Ja sam prirodan čin
Ja sam pravde šraf
Sto dolazi da udari paraf
Da me bije glas da me ima svuda
Da ih sečem posle konopca i ropca
Milosti nema, nema žala za njih je Moja četa
Četa kanibala
Što dolazi ko vetar
Što nas nosi kao glas
Kao silan at što prašina prati
Iza horizonta
Da sam zajeban kao Atila Han
I mesto mača nosim šat-gan
I daga daga — da ga kada čujem
Volim taj zvuk i tada psujem
Pljujem!
— svaki novi leš
A šta je dalje to je jasno kao dan
Puni šat-gan
Puni šat-gan
Hoću da prosi, hoću da moli
Hoću da oseti da ga zaboli
Ološ - pada u koš
Pred noge
Jer sam dželat, egzekutor
Grešnih ljudi zadnji tutor
Što ih krati prosto
Ko dlanom o dlan
Puni šat-gan
Da sam zajeban kao Atila Han
Da me bije glas
Da sam zajeban kao Atila Han
Da sam zajeban
Na strujanju zraka se čuju i njišu
Kosti o niti
Da li bi i ti?!
Iza horizonta
Da iskopa te pas
I ptice nađu
Rasutog po zemlji
Nad grobom
I da se slade tobom?!
Iza horizonta
Da sam zajeban kao Atila Han
Da me bije glas
Da sam zajeban kao Atila Han
Kao Atila Han

(translation)

I always see sin and always first
No matter how careful and small he was
I see him
And I'm always there I'm spontaneous like lightning
I am a natural act
I'm a justice screw
What comes to strike the initials
To be beaten by the voice of having me everywhere
To cut them after the rope and the slave
There is no mercy, no pity for them is My company
A company of cannibals
Which comes like the wind
Which carries us like a voice
As strong as dust follows
Beyond the horizon
That I was fucked up like Attila Han
And instead of a sword I wear a shat-gan
And daga daga - yes when I hear it
I love that sound and then I swear
I'm spitting!
- every new corpse
And what is next is as clear as day
Full shat-gan
Full shat-gan
I want to ask, I want to pray
I want him to feel it hurt
Scum - falls into the basket
At your feet
Because I am an executioner, an executor
Sinful people last tutor
Which simply shortens them
Like palm to palm
Full shat-gan
That I was fucked up like Attila Han
To be beaten by a voice
That I was fucked up like Attila Han
That I'm fucked
They are heard and swaying in the air current
Bones about threads
Would you too ?!
Beyond the horizon
To dig you up dog
And the birds find
Scattered on the ground
Above the grave
And to sweeten you ?!
Beyond the horizon
That I was fucked up like Attila Han
To be beaten by a voice
That I was fucked up like Attila Han
Like Attila Khan