Bombarderi
Bezobrazno Zeleno Lyrics
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meni bludnom prijaju.
Prolazimo kroz vece suza,
pod nama ni reke ne plivaju.
Sutonom plove zute bandere,
plocnikom vece odmice.
a Lenjina slika promice.
Tresu se soliteri
jer mi smo bombarderi
kolaju po prasini
price o zloj masini.
Za svoje pravde se borimo sami
lomimo bez galame.
Sa nama noci gore u tami,
grizemo ko pirane.
Vatre se pale, mirisu trave,
mesec je ponovo mlad.
Zvezde pevaju ovu pesmu,
ajkule plove kroz grad.
Tresu se soliteri
jer mi smo bombarderi
kolaju po prasini
price o zloj masini
The lyrics of "Bombarderi" by Bezobrazno Zeleno depict a sense of rebellion, unrest and destruction in the society. The opening lines speak of the quiet blues echoes from the streets, which are soothing to the singer who is lost in lust. As they pass through the evening tears, no rivers flow beneath them. The following stanzas paint a picture of a society where yellow banners and evening life go hand in hand, and a society where stepping out of line would mean colliding with the karabinjere, an Italian military police.
The chorus, "Tresu se soliteri, jer mi smo bombarderi, kolaju po prasini, price o zloj masini," literally translates to, "The skyscrapers tremble because we are the bombers, wandering through the dust, tales of an evil machine." These lyrics are symbolic of the singer's rebellion against the establishment, as they choose to fight for their own rights, break free from the monotony and discard the traditional societal norms. The song comes to an end with the society erupting in fire, smelling of grass, with a new moon in the sky and the stars singing songs of the shark swimming through the city.
Line by Line Meaning
Ulice jece od tihog bluza,
The streets echo with a quiet blues, but I enjoy the debauchery.
Prolazimo kroz vece suza,
We walk through nights of tears.
Pod nama ni reke ne plivaju.
No rivers flow beneath us.
Sutonom plove zute bandere,
Yellow flags sail at dusk.
Plocnikom vece odmice.
The night progresses on the sidewalk.
Udaram glavom u karabinjere,
I hit my head against the police,
a Lenjina slika promice.
and Lenin's portrait flickers by.
Tresu se soliteri
The skyscrapers shake.
jer mi smo bombarderi
Because we are the bombers,
kolaju po prasini
circulating through the dust
price o zloj masini.
Stories about an evil machine.
Za svoje pravde se borimo sami
We fight for our justice alone,
lomimo bez galame.
breaking without noise.
Sa nama noci gore u tami,
The nights are lit up with us in the darkness,
grizemo ko pirane.
biting like piranhas.
Vatre se pale, mirisu trave,
Fires are lit, the grass smells,
mesec je ponovo mlad.
The moon is young again.
Zvezde pevaju ovu pesmu,
The stars sing this song,
ajkule plove kroz grad.
sharks swim through the city.
Contributed by Jayce A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@stevicamaksovic3484
Uuh otkad nisam čuo ovu pesmu 🎸🎶🤗🥰❤️
@zelenizub2036
Kraj 80-ih, jutarnji program. Ja druga smjena u osnovnoj skoli. I sada sam je se sjetio.
@cveticaninmarina
Odlicna!!!!❤❤❤❤❤
@easyjetlet6173
Tresu se soliteri jer mi smo bombarderi, kolaju po prašini priče o zloj mašini :)
@pobratimlozancic5270
Bravo!
@LePatron007
Vrati me u dedtinjstvo ,10 god sam imao
@nemanjapesko4412
Revolucija. Sloboda.
@xi6493
❤❤❤
@majstorbob2189
Doooobra peeesmaa
@wladdarkness
Pesmetina... Šteta što su tu stali... Ovo je srpski Motorhead!