Riblja Corba — Verno pseto song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Verno pseto" by Riblja Corba.
Lyrics
Kad budem mator, nikakav i celav,
kad ne budem vredan pola lose strofe,
kada bele miseve pojurim po stolu,
kada budem gotov, blizu katastrofe.
Kad ne budem vredan po lule duvana,
kad zaglavim negde u poslednjoj rupi,
kad postanem covek sa hiljadu mana,
onda budi prava, onda me pokupi.
Stavi me u toplo, polako me leci,
citala si kako zivotinje krote,
lekovi nek budu pogledi i reci,
iscedices valjda koju kap dobrote.
Kad opet od mene napravis coveka
i kada me spases od ljudi i buke,
ostacu sa tobom do kraja svog veka
spreman i da lizem so iz tvoje ruke.
Imaces na kraju
kada prodje sve to ono sto si htela
svoje verno pseto.
Lyrics translation
When I'm old, no, and bald,
when I'm not worth half a bad verse,
when the white mice run on the table,
when I'm done, a near disaster.
When I'm not worth a half pipe tobacco,
when I get stuck somewhere at the last hole,
when I become a man with a thousand flaws,
then be real, then pick me up.
Put me in the warm, slow me lay down,
you read how the animals krote,
the meds keep the eyes and tell,
iscedices I guess that a drop of kindness.
Once again from me you make a man
and when save me from the people and noise,
I'll stay with you for the rest of your century
ready to lick your salt from your hands.
You'll have at the end of the
when you go all what you wanted
his faithfully dog.