Mižerija

(2022) Mižerija
01. Izolacija
02. Lanci
03. Crni grad
04. Gradski cvjetovi
05. Kraj



01. Izolacija

Gušim se na zraku
Gubim te iz vida
Netko nas je lago
A to ja nisam bila

Penjem se visoko
Padam u četri zida
Ovaj život nije
Doli sistem sila

Izolacija, iz dana u dan, izolacija
Povraćam, izolacija
Iz dana u dan, izolacija
Povraćam, povraćam


Isolation (ENG)

I’m choking on the air
I’m losing you from my sight
Somebody was lying to us
And it wasn’t me
I’m climbing high
Falling between the four walls
This life isn’t
Down with the the system and force!

Isolation from day to day, isolation
I’m vomiting, isolation
Isolation from day to day, isolation
I’m vomiting, I'm vomiting (x2)

I’m choking on the air
I’m losing you from my sight
Somebody was lying to us
And it wasn’t me
I’m climbing high
Falling between the four walls
This life isn’t
Down with the the system and force!

Isolation from day to day, isolation
I’m vomiting, isolation
Isolation from day to day, isolation
I’m vomiting, I'm vomiting (x2)



02. Lanci

Lanci patrijarhata rade valove koje preskaćem
ruke koje ih zanose rade prepreke kada zaplešem
čarobnjaci u haljinama mi govore da se ne mičem
moje želje i strasti su velike ja urličem

Zašto te želim samo sama za sebe
Zašto mislim samo samo o tebi kad toliko volim slobodu

“Bebo mi smo kanta na kraju ove ulice.
Možda čak i kanistar one stare pijanice,
lokva na rivi koja umire od ljubomore,
dok je vjetrovi zanose u otvoreno more.”



Chains (ENG)

The chains of patriarchy are doing the waves that I’m jumping over
The hands that are controling them are making traps when I start to dance
Magicians in the dresses are telling me to stay still
My wishes and passions are big I’m roaring!

Why do I want you just, just for my self
Why do I think only, only about you
Why do I want you just, just for my self
When I love the freedom so much

Why do I think only, only about you
Why do I want you just, just for my self
Why do I think only, only about you
When I love freedom so much

The chains of patriarchy are doing the waves that I’m jumping over
The hands that are controling them are making traps when I start to dance
Magicians in the dresses are telling me to stay still
My wishes and passions are big I’m roaring

-‘Wait, wait a second?’
-‘For what?’
‘Baby we are the bucket at the end of this street,
maybe even the canister of that old drunk,
puddle at the riva that is dying of jealousy,
while the winds are carrying it to the open sea..’

I’m jumping over
I’m jumping over
I’m roaring
I’m jumping over

Why do I want you just, just for my self
Why do I think only, only about you
Why do I want you just, just for my self
When I love the freedom so much



03. Crni grad

Gdje je nekad bila livada sad je velik grad,
gdje je mirisala maslina sad miriše taj smrad,
sjećam se te livade dok sam bila mlada,
sad crne rijeke slivaju se u pluća oceana.

Crni grad, crni vrag, iz rogova dim, po nama crna čadj.

Hodala sam dugo u sjeni crnog grada,
Sad sam crna ovca ovog svetog stada,
hodala sam dugo da izadjem iz grada,
sad znam što je život bez sirena i bez rada.

Crni grad, crni vrag, iz rogova dim, po nama crni mraz.

. . .

"Iz velikih cijevi urliče veliki Gad,
to je vodja crnog Grada to je mutant Smrad!
Vodi svoj grad kao dimnjak crni smog,
ljudi zagušeno idu i ritam je trom!"

Pa dovikaše:

"Ta livada je izgubljena ali ima mnogih drugih,
vratimo se na selo bez gospodara i slugi!"



The black city (ENG)

Where there once was a meadow, now there is a big city
Where the olive tree used to smell it is stinking now
I remember that meadow when I was young
Now the black rivers are flowing to the lungs of the ocean

Black city, black devil
Smoke from the horns
Black char over us

Black city, black devil
Smoke from the horns
Black frost over us

I was walking for a long time in the shadow of big city
Now I’m the black ship of this holy herd
I was walking for a long time to get out of the city
Now I know what is life without sirens and labour!

Black city, black devil
Smoke from the horns
Black char over us

Black city, black devil
Smoke from the horns
Black frost over us

‘From the big pipes the big idiot is roaring’
‘It’s a leader of the black city it’s a mutant Stink!’
‘He leads his city as the chimney leads black smog’
‘People are walking and suffocating and the rhythm is sluggish’
‘That one meadow is lost but there are many more!’
‘Let’s get back to the village without masters and servants!’



04. Gradski cvjetovi

Svaku noć sanjam predivne sne
Da gradski su cvjetovi utopije,
Svaku noć umrem i pomirim se,
ali uberu cvijet i probude me.

“Rakovi boce i morske ljage,
i puno puno po kamenu smeča,
na grobu mome umjesto svijeća,
florescentna plastika držat će stražu.
More zna svu našu bol.”

Gradski su cvjetovi krijesnice,
Kad auta stanu one upale se,
Svaku noć sanjam i zaljubim se,
Ali upale svjetla i probude me.



05. Kraj

“Welcome to the countdown,
Countdown to the breakdown,
Welcome to the countdown,
Countdown to the burndown…”

Kraj ovo nije kraj
u očima neki novi sjaj,
Mladost nosi novi svijet,
Svijet koji želi preokret.

Money money money,
the big end is drumming,
i meni bi laskalo da smo zadnji u ovoj drami,
ali honey honey honey ne ostajemo sami,
ljudi ce izumrjeti a svijet uživati u čami.

Kraj!



The end (ENG)

Welcome to the countdown,
countdown to the breakdown
Welcome to the countdown,
countdown to the burndown

The end, this is not the end
In the eyes, there is a new shine
Youth is bringing a new world
World that wants the change!

Money, money, money the big end is drumming
I would feel flattered too if we were to be last in this drama
But honey, honey, honey we are not staying alone
People will die out
The world will enjoy the ennui

The end, this is not the end
In the eyes, there is a new shine
Youth is bringing a new world
World that wants the change!

Money, money, money the big end is drumming
I would feel flattered too if we were to be last in this drama
But honey, honey, honey we are not staying alone
People will die out
The world will enjoy the ennui!

The end!