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Đorđe Balašević - Uticaj rođaka na moj životni put Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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The influence of my relatives on my life's path


Eh, if I had studied, maybe today I'd be a specialist for
cardiovascular diseases or an assistant at the biology department. Instead I
became a musician, all through the fault of some relatives...
 
The first time I flunked in school, my dad said:
'It's alright, it happens! Now, my son, think long and hard.
Because life doesn't play games, compare yourself to others.
All of your peers are excellent pupils, only you are at the very bottom…'
 
My brother Sava studied law, so they wanted me to study it too
These sorts of things made my head hurt- too much reality, too little fantasy
 
I didn't think that degrees were the deciding factor in life
instead, I lived as I pleased, as a beggar and as a king.
(the voice of his conscience:)
That's what happens when you dream too much and know too little of reality.
That's what happens when you spend too much time swimming through the murky waters of dreams.
 
The second time I flunked in school, my dad said:
'Now it's getting serious. Son, just think for a moment.
Because life doesn’t play games, compare yourself to others.
All of your peers are excellent pupils, only you are at the very bottom...'
 
My uncle Jova was a typesetter, so they wanted me to typeset too
I waited for new sunrises, somewhere between heaven and earth
 
I didn't think that degrees were the deciding factor in life
instead, I lived as I pleased, as a beggar and as a king.
(the voice of his conscience:)
That's what happens when you dream too much and know too little of reality.
That's what happens when you spend too much time swimming through the murky waters of dreams.
 
The third time I flunked in school, my dad was silent,
he didn't say a single word. I already knew it all.
That life doesn't play games, that I'm hurtling towards a dark abyss,
that all my peers have graduated, and I don't care much for any of it.
 
My uncle Živan was a bonvivant, so I wanted to be one too
To that end, I came up with a wonderful, but seemingly impossible plan
 
I didn't think that degrees were the deciding factor in life
instead, I lived as I pleased, as a beggar and as a king.
(the voice of his conscience:)
That's what happens when you dream too much and know too little of reality.
That's what happens when you spend too much time swimming through the murky waters of dreams.
 
Yeah, you're one to talk…
 
That's what happens when you dream too much and know too little of reality.
That's what happens when you spend too much time swimming through the murky waters of dreams.
 
Hey, now you're getting on my nerves.
 
That's what happens when you dream too much and know too little of reality.
That's what happens when you spend too much time swimming through the murky waters of dreams.
 




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18.03.2025

Let it fly





Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it live
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it live
Let it fly
In the middle of bullseye
Swishes right through the hoop*
 

I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the shared mouth
I remember the grand longing
 

I share a room with you
I share a shirt with you
Until I depart into the rain
 

I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the sad mop and the moon
I watch as the rock breathes
I watch as fingers leave prints
I watch everything over again
I listen closely to sky and earth
 

I everything doesn't fit into the cranium
One can hide their face in their shirt
Even a chair can be a friend
With it one can laugh and cry
One can watch a movie on the ceiling
And feel the rain in one's soul
A mosquito flies with us
It would like a drop of our blood
 

Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it live
Let it fly
 

I left you behind
I left you behind
And went away
Sometimes you just have to leave to see
Open the door and walk into the rain
 

I remember your gaze
I remember your agony
I remember the throe in one's** soul
 

I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the shared mouth
I remember the tranquil moon
 


18.03.2025

Italian Twist





(Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.)
 

Round and round like a pizza pie,
turn, turn, do and die.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
 

I took a trip to Italy
and what do you think I saw?
Well, everybody was doin' the twist
from nine to ninety-four.
 

Oh, you should see Sophia twist,
she swings from north to south
and when Gina shakes her hips,
the boys all twist and shout.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
 

Turn, dear, turn, lover
doin' the twist at the sleazy bar.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
 

In Rome, I met a fella
they called Chubby Knock
and when he starts to do the twist,
the girl begins to yell.
 

And when I went to Venice town,
I saw the strangest sight:
gondaliers were twistin' 'round
and singin' through the night.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
 

Turn, dear, turn, lover
doin' the twist at the sleazy bar.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
 

Round and round like a pizza pie,
turn, turn, do and die.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh...
 


18.03.2025

Cherries





Another one of those
Who wrecks you entirely
And doesn't stay to fix things
I'll say it to you straight
You deserve better
 

This is the new you, a new chapter,
and here the rules are different
Now is your time to decide
who you let in close
I know it still hurts,
but you will fall in love again
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

There's still feelings, but
You'll get over it
Even though you don't think so yet
A new door opens when
One closes behind you
Mmm, yeah
 

This is the new you, a new chapter,
and here the rules are different
Now is your time to decide
who you let in close
I know it still hurts,
but you will fall in love again
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

Now is your turn to pick
just what works for you
Let it go if it hurts
Now is your turn to pick
just what works for you
Time to choose yourself first
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 


18.03.2025

Open a Path for You





Exhausted from each other like this , receiving back gossip and mockery
I don’t get a bit of comfort or carefree satisfaction
Letting go of everything, I make an effort even though I know it will collapse
Longing for ambiguity, but I still always stand and wait
 

(Loving) each other deeply, then split in two, I thought that love wouldn’t fade
Caring to the point of being superficial, so I also don’t know who to blame
Many tragedies and comedies fall upon my shoulders, I bear the numbness of the whole sky
I have to make a way, sending you off, hoping to be reconciled
 

Since the day you left, I toss and turn at every thought
A piercing pain in my heart, I don’t see peace or leisure anywhere
Since the day you became far away, I fell apart on a pouring rainy afternoon
Deep years and months disappeared with the cold sunset
 

The emptiness of late nights, I silently light a few drops of spare oil
My heart burns out, I have to embrace sorrow alone
The shaky love story split the two of us, each person on one branch
Disasters and misfortunes, why must I be the one to bear them?