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9/10/E (90's)
03:26
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9/10/E
Sve što vidim
Na istim mestima
Stare njuške
Isto ko i pre.
Sve što čujem
Iz istih izvora
Stare laži
Isto ko i pre.
Dali vidiš?
Dali čuješ?
Ili ne?
Isto ko i pre.
Dali pamtiš?
Dal’ se sećaš?
Zaboravljaš
9/10/E
Dali vidim?
Dali čujem?
Ili ne?
Isto ko i pre.
Dali pamtim?
Dal’ se sećam?
Zaboravljam
9/10/E
9/T/S
Everything I see,
in crucial places
same untrustworthy characters,
Same as before.
Everything I hear,
From the same sources
the old lies,
Same as before.
Do you see?
Do you hear?
Or not?
Same as before
Do you remember?
Do you recollect?
You forget?
9/T/S
Do I see?
Do I hear?
Or not?
Same as before
Do I remember?
Do I recollect?
You forget?
9/T/S
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Grob (Grave)
03:53
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GROB
Ostavljen sam u rupi bez dna
sam sa strahom, frustracijama
i shvataš sad u jadu tom,
da tvoje telo to je tvoj grob.
Jedini razlog postojanja
ritual dnevnog robovanja.
Celog života ti si rob,
a tvoje telo to je tvoj grob.
Želis pobeći a nemaš gde,
iz svoje kože ne ide.
Verno te prati zla kob,
a tvoje telo to je tvoj grob
Dobićeš nagradu za životno delo,
tvoje istrošeno, mrtvo telo.
Ti si groblje života svog,
a tvoje telo to je tvoj grob.
Grave
Left in a bottomless pit
alone with fear, frustrations,
and you grasp, alone in your misery,
that it is your body that is your grave.
The only reason for existence
the daily servitude ritual.
Your nemesis is your faithful companion
and it is your body that is your grave.
You want to escape but there's nowhere to go,
no way out of one's body.
All your life you've been a slave
and it is your body that is your grave.
You will get a lifetime achievement award,
your worn out, dead body.
You are the cemetary of your own life
and it is your body that is your grave.
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Novi Dan (New Day)
02:19
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NOVI DAN
U sumrak se budiš
i more strašne pohode te.
I kip slobode
spomenik smrti postao je!
I novi dan sviće,
zora slobode!
Dani su kratki,
a noći duge i nemirne.
U znoju se budiš
i zora slobode krvava je!
I novi dan sviće,
zora slobode!
Novi dan,
Stari san.
NEW DAY
You wake up in twilight
and horrible torments haunt you.
Even the statue of liberty
has become a monument to death
And a new day is rising,
a dawn of freedom!
Days are short,
and nights are long and restless.
You wake up in sweat
and the dawn of freedom is gory
And a new day is rising,
a dawn of freedom!
New day,
Old dream.
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Više Para (More Money)
01:38
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VIŠE PARA
Više uživanja,
Više rada,
Više ubijanja,
Za više para!
Za više para!
More money
More pleasure,
More work,
More killing,
For more money!
For more money!
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Kontrole (Controls)
02:35
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Kontrole
Neko živi u mojoj glavi
i čita moje misli,
neko sedi s druge strane ekrana
i povlači konce.
Kontrole
Neko pamti moja sećanja
i čuva moje tajne,
neko kreira moje navike
i pravi statistike.
Kontrole
Neko govori iz mojih usta
i gleda mojim očima,
neko polako postaje ja
i moj identitet uzima.
Kontrole
CONTROLS
Someone lives in my head
and reads my thoughts,
someone is sitting on the other side of the screen
and is pulling the strings.
Controls
Someone remembers my memories
and keeps my secrets,
Someone is creating my habits
and producing statistics.
Controls
Someone speaks out of my mouth
and watches with my eyes,
someone is slowly becoming me
and taking over my identity.
Controls
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Crna Lista (Blacklist)
02:23
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Crna Lista
Konzumiraš otrove
da lakše trpiš okove,
da zaboraviš na lopove
političtare popove!
Tajni centri moći,
multimilijarderi,
kreatori mišljenja,
ratni profiteri!
Nedaj se!
Nedaj se!
Strani investitori
i tržišni magnati,
deca generala
neće umirati!
Nedaj se!
Nedaj se!
Nedaj se!
Nedaj se!
Nedaj se!
Blacklist
You consume poisons
To bear the shackles more easily,
To forget the bastards,
Politicians, Priests!
Secret power centres
Multibillionaires
Opinion creators
War profiteers!
Don't give in!
Don't give in!
Foreign investors
And market magnates,
The children of generals
Won't die in the battles!
Don't give in!
Don't give in!
Don't give in!
Don't give in!
Don't give in!
Don't give in!
Lista Negra
Consumes venenos
Para sobrellevar los espasmos
Para olvidar a los bastardos
Los políticos, Clérigos!
Poderes fácticos secretos
Multibillonarios,
Creadores de opinión,
Comerciantes de la guerra
NO TE RINDAS!
NO TE RINDAS!
Inversores extranjeros
Magnates del mercado
Los hijos de los generales
No morirán batallando
NO TE RINDAS!
NO TE RINDAS!
NO TE RINDAS!
NO TE RINDAS!
NO TE RINDAS!
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I Samo... (And Just...)
02:41
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I SAMO...
Oni kontroliraju,
Oni špijuniraju,
Oni prate,
Oni deportiraju.
I samo...
I samo...
I samo...
Svoj posao rade!
Oni kontroliraju,
Oni patroliraju,
Oni hapse,
Oni ubijaju.
I samo...
I samo...
I samo...
Svoj posao rade!
AND JUST…
They control,
they spy,
they shadow,
they deport.
And just…
And just…
And just…
doing their jobs!
They control,
they patrol,
they arrest,
they kill.
And just…
And just…
And just…
doing their jobs!
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UBIJANJE VREMENA
Gledam kako prolaze
sve te sive godine,
vidim samo nepravde
i za sebe pitam se:
Dali je ovo kraj?
I vidim uplašene
apatične, depresivne,
ubijaju svoje vreme
i za sebe pitaju se:
Dali je ovo kraj?
Nikada ne prolaze
teške sive godine,
kapital sve proždire
i na kraju jasno je:
Svemu mora doći kraj!
KILLING TIME
I watch them pass,
all the grey years,
I see only injustice
And I wonder about myself:
Is this the end?
And I see them frightened,
apathetic, depressed,
killing their time
and wonder about themselves:
Is this the end?
They never pass,
the burdensome grey years,
capital devours everything
and in the end it’s clear:
Everything must come to an end!
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Hladna Noć (Cold Night)
02:39
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HLADNA NOC
Kiša pere prazne ulice
ostaje strah.
Maske marširaju gradom,
praznina boli.
I pada noć,
još jedna noć,
hladna noć,
beskrajna noć.
U 8 uveče policijski čas
počinje.
Pale se ekrani,
gase moždane ćelije.
Noć, noć, noć.
Hoćeš da se ustaneš, da vrištiš,
ali gubiš glas.
I život ide dalje,
daleko od nas.
I pada noć,
još jedna noć,
hladna noć,
beskrajna noć.
COLD NIGHT
Rain is flushing empty streets,
fear remains.
Masks are marching through the city,
emptiness hurts.
And the night falls,
another night,
cold night,
endless night.
At 8 pm the curfew
begins.
Screens are turned on,
brain cells are turned off.
Night, night, night
You want to get up, to scream,
but you lose your voice.
And life goes on
far away from us.
And the night falls,
another night,
cold night,
endless night.
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MOJI PRIJATELJI
Moji su prijatelji po grobljima
i psihijatriskim ustanovama.
Žive sa matorcima u svojim četrdesetima.
Moji su prijatelji, moji su!
Svi smo
Mrtvi!
Moji su prijatelji na terapijama,
na posebnim odeljenjima,
nepovratno osakaćeni 90ima.
Moji su prijatelji, moji su!
Svi smo
Mrtvi!
Moji su prijatelji rasterani,
po Amerikama i Evropama,
pun im je kurac ustaša i četnika.
Moji su prijatelji moji su!
Svi smo
Mrtvi!
MY FRIENDS
My friends are in graveyards
and psychiatric wards.
They still live with their folks in their fortys.
They are my friends, they are mine!
We are all
Dead!
My friends are in therapy,
in special wards,
irreversibly crippled by the 90s.
They are my friends, they are mine!
We are all
Dead!
My friends have been dispersed,
throughout americas and europes,
they've fucking had it with the Ustashas and Chetniks.
They are my friends, they are mine!
We are all
Dead!
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EGO Berlin, Germany
Berlin based
Dark Punk band
Next concerts:
16.02. Tampere,
Vastavirta Klubi
17.02. Helsinki
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