Translation of the song lyrics Pismo Elvisu - Zabranjeno pušenje

Pismo Elvisu (original)

O Elvise tako sam sretna
imam veliki stan u centru Manhattana
sa Tom Waitsom svira moj muz
bijeli je covjek al' ima dusu za blues
Sjetim se nekad na sretne dane
kad smo jeli baklavu kod moje nane
New York je hladan, nijedan jaran
nikoga nema da mu dodjes na Bajram
Zasto sam morala pobjeci glupo
mozda sam mogla izvuci uslov
al' dzaba sloboda, lijekovi, pare
kad od tebe traze da izdas drugare
Od mene niko nije tuzniji bio
kada sam cula da je pogin’o Zijo
prosla su ona sretna vremena
i ja sam danas drukcija zena
Dal' si se i ti posvetio djeci
obec’o si dati moje ime kcerci
gledaj da budu posteni i zlatni
ne daj da postanu zli narkomani
O Elvise, ja nisam sretna
imalo me je pola Manhattana
rodjenu majku bih prodala sada
kada mi treba tih pola grama
Na kraju da ti pozelim srecu
Sarajevo vise vidjeti necu
kad se po gradu upale rakete
stavi ruku na srce i sjeti se mene

Pismo Elvisu (translation)

Oh Elvis, I'm so happy
I have a big apartment in downtown Manhattan
with Tom Waits playing my husband
he is a white man but he has a soul for blues
I remember happy days sometimes
when we ate baklava at my grandmother's
New York is cold, no buddy
you will never come to him on Eid
Why I had to run away stupid
maybe I could get the condition out
but free freedom, medicines, money
when they ask you to betray your friends
No one was sadder than me
when I heard that Zijo was killed
those happy times are over
and I am a different woman today
Did you dedicate yourself to children?
you promised to give my name to your daughter
try to be honest and golden
don't let them become evil addicts
Oh Elvis, I'm not happy
I had half of Manhattan
I would sell my birth mother now
when I need those half grams
In the end, I wish you luck
I will not see Sarajevo again
when rockets hit the city
put your hand on your heart and remember me