187 – Oprosti

187 – Oprosti Lyrics

Artist: 187
Song: Oprosti

Predator stiže, drhti hrana
Ujeda precizno i snažno
Još jedan trzaj u smiraj dana
Još jedna žrtva, a da li je važno

Glava ne pokušava da shvati
Jedan gutljaj za sve žrtve
I pogled koji oblake prati
I blagi osmeh da isprati mrtve

Suze vlaže, usamljene oči
Ruka otvara pivo i na asfalt toči
Prve kapi, za nekim duša vapi
Krv im na rukama dreči

Kažu, nađi nekoga da te vodi
Kažu, pred Bogom se kleči ha ha
Pričaj mi o ovom i o slobodi
Mirno spavaj, još stojim

Ne klečim, samo brojim
Ovce, i meni se drema
Jer u bunilu izlaza nema
Svi putevi izgledaju mi isti

Treba mi samo kratak san
Proganjaju me razne misli
Ali, nisam ljut, nisam besan
Danas neću gledati pokop tvoj

Oprosti, ali ne volim kosti
Pravi bol je samo moj
A u tvojoj kući su gosti
Gledam u tvojoj pošti

Prazne reči za tvoje mošti
Kao “moje saučešće”
To će izgovarati
Sve češće i češće, jednog dana

Kada i oni postanu pioni
U početku tako slatki
Kao vino stoni, u nogama
Svi oni postaju kratki

I bežanja nema u veri
Kada se nađu na putu metka
Dal’ privremeni znak na banderi
Biće reči na nekome letku

Bože, spremi put za nove
Evo ih stižu, puni love
Za sada se tove, ali
Kada padnu, biće mali

Mislim, nije moja stvar
Ali, ne mogu da ne budem svestan
Za sve koji su pali
Nisam ljut, nisam besan

I nisam ljut i ovaj put
Kao da nemam kud
Jer svako je meta
A sve više njih žudi da rešeta

Svi na istoj listi
Ljudi kupuju polise osiguranja
I svi su nevini i čisti
A ruke im još uvek mirišu od pranja

I onda posetiš bolnice
Svi smo mi kartoni s’ police
A, B, C, D, E
I mislis to je sve-ne

Polja puna suve trave
Padaju iskre, ljudi okreću glave
Miriše krv, jer tu su vrane
Koje budno čekaju da plane

Još jedna smrt, suze padaju na pod
Iz leša izbija vlaga
Nečija ruka opisuje pod
Ali, ova planeta mi je draga

Zlo ja odlično vidim
I svega sam svestan
Hladnokrvnosti svoje se stidim
Oprosti što nisam besan
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Oprosti Lyrics – English Translation

The predator arrives, shivers food
Bites precise and strong
Another jerk in the calm of the day
Another victim, and is it important

The head is not trying to figure out
One sip for all victims
And a view that clouds follow
And a slight smile to rinse the dead

Tears moisture, lonely eyes
The hand opens a beer and asphalt to
First drops, for some soul cry
Blood im on their hands jerk

They say, find someone to lead you
They say, in front of God, huh ha ha
Tell me about this and the freedom
Sleep calm, I’m still standing

I don’t kneel, just count
Sheep, and I have a dreme
For in the exit bunilla does not
All roads look the same to me

I need only short sleep
I’m haunted by various thoughts
But I’m not angry, I’m not furious
I won’t watch bury today today

Sorry but I don’t like bones
Real pain is only mine
And in your house are guests
I look at your post office

Empty words for your relics
As “my condolences”
That will pronounce
Increasingly and more often, one day

When and they become pions
Initially as sweet
As a wine table, in your legs
They all become short

And running away is not in faith
When they find themselves on the bullet’s road
DAL ‘Temporary sign on Banders
Will be words on someone leaflet

God, get ready for new
Here they are coming, full of love
For now, fatten but
When they fall, it will be small

I mean it’s not my thing
But I can’t not be aware
For all who fell
I’m not angry, I’m not furious

And I’m not angry and this time
Like I don’t have any
Because each is the target
And more and more craves to rise

All on the same list
People buy insurance policies
And they are all innocent and clean
And their hands still smell from washing

And then visit hospitals
We are all cards with ‘shelf
A, b, c, d, e
And you think that’s all-no

Fields full of dry grass
They fall sparks, people turn their heads
Smells blood, because there are crows
That awake awaiting to plan

Another death, tears fall on the floor
Moisture breaks out of corpse
One’s hand describes the floor
But this planet is my dear

Evil I see great
And everything I am aware of
I’m getting my shame with cold
Sorry I’m not furious
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187 Lyrics – Oprosti

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Release Year: 1997