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Straight through the wind

As I sit in the cafe, I observe the people from the corner of my eye
and I recall the times when I had dark days
When I didn't know what to do, hell and shit everywhere
When I fantasized about happiness, measuring life to be as high as the branches
With another is happiness - that's how the saying goes
From Bučno go the trains - not even one random passenger
From every side I lie about why you aren't in school
And I have no idea what to say when they ask about you
But the pro's [hit-men?] won't be calling your house like everyone thinks
You're sick as hell, I'm always bringing you medicine
But now tell me quickly why you called me here
This will bring us a pile of shitty problems
He shows me his hand - 'I know, that's why I'm calling
Because I believe you like a friend, because I just started to inject'
What!? I don't believe it, you've pierced the vein
'I'm completely fucked, that's how it started and hooked me'
What!? 'That's how it started and hooked me' - do I hear that correctly
But you used to beat the shit out of, abuse and spit on junkies!
'Yes I admit it, I know everything, it was a mistake
Believe me, I remember our agreement and I've crossed that line'
Brother, it'll be hard, but I haven't been with you from the start
For everything there's a cure - let's go practice like before
Because in front of you here is one who is ready even for hell
He waits to come by your side to face whatever monster
From there the years passed, but brother, I still miss you
Because I no longer meet people who have that kind of good heart
With a straight face I reminisce while I gaze at the tracks of the clouds
So if there's worse problem- I'm here for you, call if you need me!
 
Ref. Do you know how I live every day
And yet I'm still full of smiles
Through these oceans of problems I sail straight through the wind!
 
I meet an old buddy from the block - He's been using dope for years
There was no end to our reminiscing, so he's now sleeping in the hallways
He was once someone to look up to, you could trust him with your life
But now he just sits there poor and destitute, with no women by his side
But I remember how as kids everything was disgusting
While we watched the older junkies waste away like flies
I would have given up my head back then to protect myself from that destiny
But now when I look into his eyes I only think: 'What a pity'
And my conscience eats at me because I'm freaking out since I could
have pulled him out of that place from which I have lifted my hands
I could have at least told someone, and then I could have moved away
If at least his family would have known the truth prior to his collapse
then maybe they too would now also be alive, and he would have had a chance
if they had sent him to Moscow when it still wasn't too late
But I just watched and shut my mouth, and left him to use
I thought he'd come around, that he'll be able to turn around
That he won't let his life to go to complete shit, that's its all just a temporary phase
I didn't know the devil's face - a being stronger than anything
And now on the edge of the path powerlessly I look at my friend
My corrupt soul, now in it a deep wound that oozes pus
And so I want to tell those of you who now look up to someone
Don't fuck around with your life because you'll fuck up those you love
You won't be able to turn back even if you now think you can
Because those whose lives have now turned to shit also thought like that
And now they're just graves, bitter to the taste and memory,
Not because of what they were but because of what they became.
 
Ref. Do you know how I live every day
And yet I'm still full of smiles
Through these oceans of problems I sail straight through the wind!
 


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