Hladno pivo — Carstvo Pasea song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Carstvo Pasea" by Hladno pivo.
Lyrics
Ti znaš da slika ne laže
Na kauču leži mladi tata
Nosi majicu boje stalaže
Nosi oči u tonu laminata
A njihov sin prigodno lijep
Nikad neće dobit' po turu
Nije k’o tvoj da vadičep zabija
Ravno u kožnu garnituru
Tamo gdje boje ne bodu oči
Živi božica IKEA
Pitaš se da l' ćeš ikada moći
U dvobojno carstvo pasea
Kad ti muž ne paše uz ruž
Kad ti sin ne paše uz kamin
Da li postoje šanse da ćeš ikad uz njih uskladit nijanse?
Kad ti muž ne paše uz ruž
Kad ti si sin ne paše uz kamin
Dala bi sve i sebe i muža i malog da možeš ući u katalog
Kupi, kupi, kupi, kupi… kauč
Uzalud ti muž lupa i zvoni
Na vratima je nova brava
Sin je zaključan u kupaoni
Odluka teška ali prava
Letjelo je danas ujutro
U velikom luku s balkona
Sve što nije plavo il' žuto
Sad je u paseu prazna soba
I dok ležiš gola i sama
Imaš super ideju
Da se baciš i sama
Pa da bude sve u paseu
Kad ti muž ne paše uz ruž
Kad ti sin ne paše uz kamin
Da li postoje šanse da ćeš ikad uz njih uskladit nijanse?
Kad ti muž ne paše uz ruž
Kad ti si sin ne paše uz kamin
Dala bi sve i sebe i muža i malog da možeš ući u katalog
Tamo gdje boje ne bodu oči
Živi božica IKEA
Pitaš se da l' ćeš ikada moći
U dvobojno carstvo pasea
Tamo gdje boje ne bodu oči
Živi božica IKEA
Pitaš se da l' ćeš ikada moći
U dvobojno carstvo pasea
Lyrics translation
You know the picture doesn't lie
A young father is lying on the sofa
He wears a shirt with paint on it
Wear eyes to match the laminate
And their son is very beautiful
They will never get paid for the tour
It doesn't look like your corkscrew.
Right into the leather furniture
Where colors don't sharpen the eyes
The living goddess of IKEA
You wonder if you'll ever be able to
In the two-color Empire of Pasea
When your husband doesn't fit you with lipstick
When your son doesn't come by the fire
Is there any chance that you will ever agree with them?
When your husband doesn't fit you with lipstick
When your son doesn't come up to the fireplace
You would give anything to yourself, your husband, and your boy to get into the catalog
Buy, Buy, Buy, Buy... sofa
In vain your husband knocks and calls
New lock on the door
My son is locked in the bathroom
The decision is difficult, but right
He left this morning
In the Big Harbor from the balcony
Anything that isn't blue or yellow
Now there is an empty room in PACE
And while you're lying naked and alone
You have a great idea.
Leave yourself alone
So everything is in PACE
When your husband doesn't fit you with lipstick
When your son doesn't come by the fire
Is there any chance that you will ever agree with them?
When your husband doesn't fit you with lipstick
When your son doesn't come up to the fireplace
You would give anything to yourself, your husband, and your boy to get into the catalog
Where colors don't sharpen the eyes
The living goddess of IKEA
You wonder if you'll ever be able to
In the two-color Empire of Pasea
Where colors don't sharpen the eyes
The living goddess of IKEA
You wonder if you'll ever be able to
In the two-color Empire of Pasea