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Violin, Wine, Brandy

Violin, wine, brandy
I fell into the ditch
Violin, wine, brandy
I fell into the ditch
I fell into the ditch
You have nothing to do with it
I fell into the ditch
You have nothing to do with it
 
I ran away from home
I went to the pub
I ran away from home
I went to the pub
 
I went to the pub
You have nothing to do with it
I fell into the ditch
Violin, wine, brandy
 
Let's have another brandy
Add a good vodka too
Let's have another brandy
Add a good vodka too
Let's invite mommy
Drink her drink
Let's invite mommy
Screw her daughter
 
Violin, wine, brandy
I fell into the ditch
Violin, wine, brandy
I fell into the ditch
 
I fell into the ditch
You have nothing to do with it
I fell into the ditch
You have nothing to do with it
Let's have another brandy
Add a good vodka
Let's have another brandy
Add a good vodka
 
Let's invite mommy
Drink her drink
Let's invite mommy
Screw her daughter
 
I ran away from home
I went to the pub
I ran away from home
I went to the pub
 
I went to the pub
You have nothing to do with it
I fell into the ditch
Violin, wine, brandy
 

Boemska rapsodija

Versions: #2
Je li ovo stvarni život?
Je li ovo samo fantazija?
Uhvaćen u klizište
Nema bega od stvarnosti
Otvori oči
Pogledaj u nebo i vidi
Ja sam samo sirotan
Meni ne treba nežnost
Jer ja, kako dođem, tako odem
Malo visoko, malo nisko
Bilo gde da vetar duva,
Meni stvarno nije važno
 
Mama, upravo sam ubio čoveka
Prislonio mu pištolj uz glavu
Povukao oroz, sada je mrtav
Mama, život samo što je počeo
Ali sada sam otišao i svega ga odbacio
Mama, ooo
Nisam hteo da te rasplačem
Ako se ne vratim sutra u ovo vreme
Nastavi, nastavi, kao da
ništa stvarno nije važno
 
Prekasno, moje vreme je počelo
Pesak treperi niz moju kičmu
Telo boli stalno
Zbogom svima-moram ići
Moram vas sve ostaviti za sobom i suočiti se sa istinom
Mama, ooo (gde god da vetar duva)
Ne želim da umrem
Ponekad želim da se nisam ni rodio
 
Vidim malu siluetu čoveka
Scaramouch, scaramouch
Hoćeš li uraditi fandango
Grom i munja
-vrlo vrlo me plaše
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Galileo
GaLalileo Figaro-magnifico
 
Ali ja sam samo sirotan
I niko me ne voli
On je samo sirotan
Iz siromasne porodice
Poštedi njegov život ove monstruoznosti
Kako došlo, tako otišlo-hoćeš li me pustiti
Bismillah! Ne-nećemo te pustiti-pustite ga
Bismillah! Nećemo ga pustiti-pustite ga
Bismillah! Nećemo ga pustiti-pustite ga
Nećemo te pustiti-pustite me (nikada)
Nikada te pustiti-pustite me
Nikada te pustiti-ooo
Ne,ne,ne,ne,ne,ne,ne
Oh mama mia, mama
Mia, mama mia pusti me
Belzebum je đaviola sklonio u stranu za mene
Za mene
Za mene
 
Dakle ti mislis da me mozes kamenovati i pljunuti mi u oko
Dakle ti mislis da me mozes voleti i pustiti me da umrem
Oh bebo-ne možeš mi to raditi bebo
Jednostavno moram izaći-samo moram izaći odavde
 
Ooh da, ooh da
Ništa mi stvarno ne znači
Svako može videti
Ništa mi stvarno ne znači-
Ništa stvarno ne znači
Meni
 
Gde god da vetar duva...
 

Bohemian lights for Elisa

Bohemian lights were illuminating
As you were leaving the Academy
The clumsy walk
Of your feet disoriented
On both sides of reality
Dancing girl and I behind
 
From your steely calves
I was hanging my glances
As I was plotting
Where, how, how and and when
Can one approach a youthful lass
It's so hard to get the courage
 
And to decidedly cry
'Do you have the time, please?'
 
And today hanging by your laughter
I'm a madman in the cornice
Doing a balancing act for Elisa
From your tiny breasts
The minutes overflow
And make out of ten o'clock
An injustice
 
Bohemian lights in every tooth
You answered with a smile
'There's a clock right in front of you!
It's twenty to nine...
And at home they dine at ten o'clock...
Why don't you treat me to coffee?'
 
A backwards reversal
And Don Juan became Doña Ines
 
With more yearning that expertise
You unbutton my shirt
A kiss for every button for Elisa
And lost amid your hair
I'm a saint gone to Heaven
Without ever stepping into mass
 
Bohemian lights for Elisa
Bohemian lights for Elisa
 
And today hanging by your laughter
I'm a madman in the cornice
Doing a balancing act for Elisa
From your tiny breasts
The minutes overflow
And make out of ten o'clock
An injustice
 

Yeah

Jithe vi jaan dekho dehshatan failan
desi mundeyan di shaan dekh duniya hairan nale
bhang da rajea te chadi e sharab
jeda muhre aa ke khage ohdi nindaran kharab
Mere to pehlan meri fauj taiyar
naiyo darde daler mere mittar tayyar
hune nach has dekho kiven bhangra paun
duje wele dekho mathe utte khun sawar
taran taran de sade kol hathiyar jiddan
hundi dukan sada hunda karobar
gaddi wich suttan khali botla sharab diyan
tha karke wich hundi kehnu parwah
teri ada sanu pagal banai ke
kai sada sohni sanu nakhre dikha
tere vargi hazar mere picche hai khuwar
gharwalean ton chup meinu milde muan
 
Saade varga ni hor saada peen utte Zor..
Bhang hashish sab kuch saade kol..
soni kudiyan da sath saara din sari raat
notaan di varsaat...
 
ban ban chor din guzar
ratan nindan nu tor
aje dil vich mere kadi na nai hoe
mei maidan e ho
mere dil di fariyad (2)
 
Mere hath ch kalam chale, jiwen banduk
meri goliyan jiwen goliyan dindiyan sabut
mera rup, kam de jithe mera wajood
loki sam sam bain jiwen mein jin bhoot
Mere aan to pehlan sab hasde khed de
hun gehma gehmi hogae jithe mei maujood
bhang-sharab, sohneyan nal sohna,
meii zindagi nu apni alfazan ch pirona
Jado raat nu mei sowan karan rab to dua mein rab
je tu meinu din dusra dikhana
mere baad mere warga koi dusra ni ana
jiwen dusrean nu ja ke eh mei gal samjhawan
Nale dusri gal karde dusre bathere
meine bhang pi likhe are geet ape mere
tu je aap likhaaa ke tu padh ke dikha de
je jo tu karna wada mere agge aa ke
HUN! tu meri gal gaur naal sun
tu ik mere tere kolon wadd do sau gun
yani umar meri 200 saal do sau hon mere kol geet taiyar
 
Saade varga ni hor saada peen utte Zor..
Bhang hashish sab kuch saade kol..
soni kudiyan da sath saara din sari raat
notaan di varsaat...
 
ban ban chor din guzar
ratan nindan nu tor
aje dil vich mere kadi na nai hoe
mei maidan e ho
mere dil di fariyad (2)
 

Bohémienne

My mother used to talk about it
The place she longed for: Spain
She talked about the Andalusian mountains and their people
That place was like a birth land, to her
 
I lost my parents and to me
Paris is my birthplace, but
When I think back of the sea, I’m always over there
In a flight of fancy, I’m in Andalusia
 
Bohémienne
I cannot know my birth land
Bohémienne
I was raised on the street
Bohémienne, bohémienne
You can never know the morrow
Bohémienne, bohémienne
I cannot resist my fate
 
Running around barefoot
In my childhood Provence
The journey of gypsies is endless
My life is a constant rove
I’m walking every street on Earth
Till the day I’ll reach the edge of the world
Till that day
 
That land, Andalusia
That river flows my body
My Andalusia
When will I get to see you?
 
Bohémienne
I cannot know my birth land
Bohémienne
I was raised on the street
Bohémienne, bohémienne
You can never know the morrow
Bohémienne, bohémienne
I cannot resist my fate
I cannot resist my fate