Ore Balaevi Lyrics

Čitav život jurile me plave
Sve neke iste, kao kopije
E, moje plave, došle ste mi glave
Dosadne krvopije...

Čitav život jurile me buce
I stizale me uvek beštije
Iumene buce, im'o sam vas tuce
Sad bih nešto rešije...

Hoću jednu malu garavu,
Crnu kao braća Arapi
Da joj krene šav na čarapi
Kad je poljubim
Hoću jednu malu garavu,
Da je gricnem kao jabuku
Da miriše na mom jastuku
Kad se probudim...

Čitav život jurile me blonde
Al' od sad ću bolje paziti
E moje blonde, sve ste anakonde
Dražesni paraziti...

Čitav život jurile me svetle
I skratile mi isti primetno
Ne, neću svetle, svetle jašu metle
Hoću jednu s pigmentom...

Hoću jednu malu garavu, crnu kao braća Arapi
Da joj krene šav na čarapi kad je poljubim
Hoću jednu malu garavu, da je gricnem kao jabuku
Da miriše na mom jastuku kad se probudim...

Čitav život jurile me takve
Sve neke iste, k'o iz fabrike
E, moje takve, da me niste takle
Krvoločne Barbike...

Hoću jednu malu, malu, malu, malu garavu
Crnu kao mrak na tavanu
Da me greje, da me zaveje, da se ne budim...




[English translation & Lyrics]

"I Want One Little Swarthy Girl"


All my life Blondies chased[were] after me
All the same, like copies
Ah my Blondies, you got on my nerves
Boring Bloodsuckers

All my life chubby [Curvy] girls were after me
And always reached me those brutes [beasts]
Rosy chubby girls, I had a dozen of you
I would like something firmer now

I want one little Swarthy girl[dark-skinned girl], black like Arab`s brothers
To open a seam on her stocking when I kiss her
I want one little Swarthy girl, to nibble [bite, eat] her like an apple
To smell on my pillow when I wake up

All my life blondies were after me
But from now I'll be more careful
Ah, my blondies, you all are snakes
Sweet parasites

All my life light girls were after me
And shortened my life as u can see
No, I don`t want light girls, light girls ride brooms
I want one with pigment [colour]

I want one little Swarthy girl[dark-skinned girl], black like Arab`s brothers
To open a seam on her stocking when I kiss her
I want one little Swarthy girl, to nibble [bite, eat] her like an apple
To smell on my pillow when I wake up

All my life girls like that were after me
All the same, like from the fabric
Ah, girls like that, don`t u dare to touch me
Bloodthirsty Barbies

I want one little, little, little, little Swarthy girl,
Black like dark on the attic
To warm me, to cover me, not to wake up...