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    Vatreni Poljubac – Ne ide to

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Bosnian
Original lyrics

Ne ide to

Ooo ne ide to, ooo, ne ide to
 
Nije to lako kad tuđom voljom dođeš na ovaj svijet
Mada ni oni te nisu htijeli, al’ tad im je bio ćef
I obično bude suviše kasno da utvu ti svaki trag
Tad nema druge već da se rodiš i budeš svakom drag
 
I onda počinje stara priča, rodio se sin
Pogledaj samo kakva gradja biće pravi džin
A kako samo pametno gleda k’o da na tatu je sav
Hoćeš, nećeš, za tebe svako već ima svoj posed, klan
 
Ooo ne ide to, ooo, ne ide to
 
Maze te, paze i svima si sladak prve godine dve
A onda na tebi počnu da leče bolesne komplekse sve
U školi mora da najbolji si da ponosi se roditelj tvoj
U najmanju ruku, k’o da njihova pamet je zaslužna sa sve to
 
k’o da nisu u strasnom biću začeli te uz ah
Kad im je samo bil važno da budu u isti mah
I dok su tako psovali glasno i bješe gotov čin
Od tebe će uvijek tražit’ da budeš anđeoski fin
 
Ooo ne ide to, ooo, ne ide to
 
I budeš ti tako pokućni kunić, da nisi ni svjestan tog
A, onda se u tebi rodi želja, da živiš neki život svoj
Danas ste u stvari pravi užas, zaprepašćenje i jad
Zar smo te zato rodili sine, da ovo nam praviš sad
 
oblačili smo te, hranili, pazili, školovali, pružili dom
I ti sad tako mirne duše pljuješ na sve to
A niko se ne pita dal’ si ti srećan, za tvoju patnju i bol
Već ti si samo budala neka, što neće da sluša i Bog
 
Ooo ne ide to, ooo, ne ide to
Ooo ne ide to, ooo, ne ide to
 
English
Translation

That doesn't work

Ohh that doesn't work, ohh, that doesn't work
 
It's not easy when you come to this world against your will
They didn't want it either, but they just felt like it then
Usually it's too late for them to follow your every trace
Then there's no other choice but to be born and be loved by everyone
 
And then the old story begins, the son was born
Just look at his build, he'll be a real giant
And look at his clever glance, he's just like his dad
Whether you like it or not, everyone has their own unique plan
 
Ohh that doesn't work, ohh, that doesn't work
 
They cuddle you, care for you, and you're cute for the first two years
Then they project their own sick problems onto you
You must be the best in school to make your parents proud
At the very least, it's as if their intelligence is responsible for all that
 
as if they didn't conceive you in a moment of passion
When it was only important for them to be on the same page
And while they cursed loudly and that's how the act was done
They'll forever want you to be their angel son
 
Ohh that doesn't work, ohh, that doesn't work
 
and you'll be a house rabbit, and you're not even aware of it
And then you get the wish to live a life of your own
today you are an abomination, a shock, a miserable being
Is this why we gave birth to you son, for you to do this?
 
we clothed you, fed you, looked after you, educated you, gave you a home
And now you spit on all of that
And no one asks if you're happy, for your misery and pain
But you're just a moron, and even God won't listen to you
 
Ohh that doesn't work, ohh, that doesn't work
Ohh that doesn't work, ohh, that doesn't work
 
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