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Balada Disidenta

Da li se sećaš kako bilo nam je pre,
Posle svega šta sad ostalo je, moj Beograde
 
Sećam se davno, još u zlatnom bokalu,
Prvi put sam video mikrofon, staj'o na astalu,
U senci hladong kestena, gde je moja draga nestala,
Ja urez'o sam ime, bacio prve rime,
Ja sam odrast'o na pesmama gradskih boema,
I pričama alasa kojih danas više nema,
Kalio se s najboljima, po zadimljenim birtijama,
Udvarao se damama, kockao sa limparima,
Nekad kući srećan, nekad sve izgubio,
Nekad ženu grlio, nekad kaldrmu ljubio,
I nisam sebi sudio, gde god bi se probudio,
Bol je bio isti, s njim sam se udruzio,
Zato sećanja sam skupljao, k'o ožiljke da podsete,
Da nije uvek bilo samo hladno i sivo,
Da krv crvena k'o vino, bojila je noći,
Kroz odraze u čaši, to su bile tvoje oči,
A ja sam morao da odem, fijaker me je čekao,
Beograde zbogom, mnoge ti stvari nisam rekao.
 
Refren (2x)
Da li se sećas kako bilo nam je pre,
Posle svega šta sad ostalo je, moj Beograde
 
Zaboravi me draga, zaboravi da te volim,
Nastavi da živiš, možda više ne postojim,
Grlim sećanja u mraku, dok ih ključom sreće bojim,
Da ne mislim na krike što čuju se niz hodnik,
Dok borim se sa ranama, sanjam da,
Opijam se vinom, rakijom i tamburama,
Starom violinom, i pocepanim glasovima,
Tužnom pesmom cigana, dimom, i polomljenim čašama,
Sa boemima mojim se nadvikujem za stolom,
Gađam, pesmama recitujem, otimam za slovom,
Zbog samo jednog stiha, moj život sad je gotov,
Pun stih u srcu, dok kroz prozor gledam otok,
Sanjam da mirišem tvoj pogled, dok se privijaš uz mene,
Suze mi poteku kao kiše u jesen,
'Ej ne svani pusta zoro, pusti me da čeznem
Nikad ne svani dok u meni ima pesme,
Al' ja sam morao da odem, jer nekome sam smetao,
Beograde zbogom ovo ti još nisam rekao.
 
Refren (2x)
Da li se sećaš kako bilo nam je pre,
Posle svega šta sad ostalo je, moj Beograde
 
Danas rane više bole, nego zuce iza škole,
Nego zvuci ove strofe, ja sam morao da odem,
Al' sad sam opet ovde, al' sve nam se izgubilo,
Posekli su kesten, gde sam nekad tebe ljubio,
Ne mirišu lipe, nema stare violine,
Nema ciganina sedog da za moju tugu brine,
Moj Beograde
Izgubio sam korene, džabe nosim ordenje,
Kad niko me ne poznaje,
Pa zvezdu Crnog Đorđa, dadoh sad za bokal grožđa,
Šta će meni orden, kad ja nemam bilo koga,
Samo nespokoj i bol, moji najbolji drugovi,
U kafani lomim čaše dok mi duša ne iskrvari,
Balada disidenta, jedna tužna srpska pesma,
Nekim budućim kafanama, za bolja vremena,
Neka zastane u grlu, kad je neko drugi peva,
Sve je isto u mom kraju, samo mene više nema,
Ja sam morao da odem, takav nikom nisam trebao,
Beograde zbogom, pamti dobro šta sam rekao!
 
Refren (2x)
Da li se sećaš kako bilo nam je pre,
Posle svega šta sad ostalo je, moj Beograde
 
Translation

Dissident's ballad

Do you remember how it was before,
After everything that remains, my Belgrade
 
I remember, long ago, in "Golden pitcher",
For the first time saw a microphone, stood on a table,
In the shadow of old chestnut tree, where my darling disappeared,
I've carved a name, threw first rimes,
I've grew up on songs of old bohems,
And stories of fishermen who are gone now,
Forged myself with the best, in smoked taverns,
Courted ladies, gambled with usurers,
Sometimes I'd go home fortunate, sometimes I'd lose everything,
Sometimes hugging women, sometimes kissing the pavement,
And I never judged myself, whenever I woke up,
Pain was the same, it became my friend,
So I collected memories, like scars to remind me,
That it wasn't everything so cold and grey,
That blood red as wine, colored the night,
Through reflections in glasses, those were your eyes,
And I had to leave, the carriage waited for me,
Belgrade goodbye, I still have so much to tell you.
 
Chorus (x2)
Do you remember how it was before,
After everything that remains, my Belgrade
 
Forget me darling, forget that I love you,
Continue to live, maybe I no longer exist,
I embrace memories in the dark, while I color them with a key for happiness,
To not think about screams, that I hear down the hall,
While I'm struggling with wounds, I dream about,
Getting drunk off wine, rakia and tambourines,
Old violin, and torn voices,
Sad gipsy song, smoke and broken glasses,
With my bohems, I'm shouting at the table,
Throw lyrics, recite, fight for a letter;
Because of only one verse, my life is now over,
Desert in my heart, while I watch the Island through the window,
I dream about smelling your perfume, while you get closer to me,
My tears flow like autumn rains,
'Hey day don't dawn yet, let me yearn,
Never dawn, while there's still song in me',
But I had to leave, I bothered someone,
Belgrade goodbye, I haven't told you this yet.
 
Chorus (x2)
Do you remember how it was before,
After everything that remains, my Belgrade
 
Today, wounds hurt me more, than "Red hands" behind school,
than sounds of this verse, I had to go,
And now I'm back, but we lost everything,
They cut the chestnut three where I once kissed you,
Lindens don't smell anymore, there's no old violin,
There's no old gypsy to relieve my sorrow,
My Belgrade,
I've lost my roots, I wear my medals for nothing,
Nobody recognizes me,
And I gave Karadjordje's Star for a pitcher of wine,
What's the good of it, when I've got nobody,
Only restlessness and pain, my best friends,
I'm breaking glasses in taverns, until my soul bleeds out,
Dissident's ballad, a sad Serbian song,
For future taverns, for better times,
Let it get stuck in one's throat when sung,
Everything is the same in my neighborhood, only I'm no more,
I had to leave, I was no good to anyone like this,
Belgrade goodbye, remember well what I've said!
 
Chorus (x2)
Do you remember how it was before,
After everything that remains, my Belgrade
 
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