Gluh i Nijem
Buba Corelli Lyrics


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Gluh i nijem zbog nje
Ona drugog grli, ljubi, ritam mrvi me, e-yeah
Crna Gucci torba, grmi tozla, Louis belt, sve
Uzalud se trudim kul bit', slutim, šutim, umirem, je
Ne dišem zbog nje, jezik pregrizem zbog nje
Ona drugog grli, ljubi, ritam mrvi me, e-yeah
S kesama iz Louis-a ušla u AMG je
Uzalud se trudim kul bit', šutim, umirem zbog nje
Umire moj ego

Bacam ruže
Sto i jednu ružu na kučku bez duše
Bacam ruže
Sto i jednu ružu na kučku bez duše

Cora vozi Lamba, na meni Amiri
Kada sam p'jan, gube mi se maniri
Cjielu noć sankam, da, baš bridim
Zatim stavim skank u blunt da ga šiljim
Bam-bam-bam-bam, panciri
Na ulicama rat se zbog nje vodi kô u Siriji
Tri mi želje ispuni kô Genie
Imali smo seks u limuzini

Savršeni skupa smo kô maslina i martini
(Vroom-vroom, vroom-vroom)
Mama kaže da si zlo, u očima ti se vidi
(Vroom, vroom, vroom)
Lako zapaljivo je sve u tvojoj blizini
(Vroom-vroom, vroom-vroom)
A sa mnom bolje ti je bilo nego pčeli u vanili
(Vroom, vroom, vroom)

Gluh i nijem zbog nje
Ona drugog grli, ljubi, ritam mrvi me, e-yeah
Crna Gucci torba, grmi tozla, Louis belt, sve
Uzalud se trudim kul bit', slutim, šutim, umirem, je
Ne dišem zbog nje, jezik pregrizem zbog nje
Ona drugog grli, ljubi, ritam mrvi me, e-yeah
S kesama iz Louis-a ušla u AMG je
Uzalud se trudim kul bit', šutim, umirem zbog nje
Umire moj ego

Bacam ruže
Sto i jednu ružu na kučku bez duše
Bacam ruže
Sto i jednu ružu na kučku bez duše

Range Rover, Daytona
Game over, fame nije lova
O-o-o, od dna do trona, u redu se stoji do tvojih prepona
Seks, droga, Jack, Cola, kontrola, moć i lova
O-o-o, bejbe, bend over
Takvo dupe može samo stat' u Fashion Nova

Savršeni skupa smo kô maslina i martini
(Vroom-vroom, vroom-vroom)
Mama kaže da si zlo, u očima ti se vidi
(Vroom, vroom, vroom)
Lako zapaljivo je sve u tvojoj blizini
(Vroom-vroom, vroom-vroom)
A sa mnom bolje ti je bilo nego pčeli u vanili
(Vroom, vroom, vroom)

Gluh i nijem zbog nje
Ona drugog grli, ljubi, ritam mrvi me, e-yeah
Crna Gucci torba, grmi tozla, Louis belt, sve




Uzalud se trudim kul bit', slutim, šutim, umirem, je
Ne dišem zbog nje, jezik pregrizem zbog nje

Overall Meaning

The song "Gluh i Nijem" by Buba Corelli is a heart-wrenching tune that speaks of the struggles of unrequited love. The singer is deeply in love with a woman who is with someone else, and the pain of seeing her with another man is slowly destroying him. The imagery in the lyrics is vivid and evocative, painting a picture of a world in which the singer is struggling to keep his head above water.


The central message of the song is that the love of another person can both lift you up and tear you down at the same time. This theme is captured perfectly in the chorus, where the singer sings "Gluh i nijem zbog nje / Ona drugog grli, ljubi, ritam mrvi me / Uzalud se trudim kul bit', slutim, šutim, umirem, je" ("I am deaf and dumb because of her / She hugs and kisses another man, the rhythm crushes me / I try to be cool in vain, I feel but don't say, I am dying"). The singer is consumed by his love for the woman, and every moment he spends with her is another step towards his emotional ruin.


The verses of the song describe the singer's attempts to win her over, but she remains indifferent to his advances. The lyrics paint a picture of a woman who is caught up in the material world, caring only about Gucci bags and Louis belts. The singer is powerless to resist her, even though he knows that she will never fully belong to him.


Line by Line Meaning

Gluh i nijem zbog nje
I am deaf and dumb because of her


Ona drugog grli, ljubi, ritam mrvi me, e-yeah
She hugs and kisses another, and rhythm crushes me, oh yeah


Crna Gucci torba, grmi tozla, Louis belt, sve
Black Gucci bag, Tozla is playing loud, Louis belt, everything


Uzalud se trudim kul bit', slutim, šutim, umirem, je
I try in vain to be cool, I suspect, I'm quiet, I'm dying, yeah


Ne dišem zbog nje, jezik pregrizem zbog nje
I can't breathe because of her, I bite my tongue because of her


S kesama iz Louis-a ušla u AMG je
She got in AMG with Louis Vuitton bags


Umire moj ego
My ego is dying


Bacam ruže
I'm throwing roses


Sto i jednu ružu na kučku bez duše
A hundred and one rose to a soulless bitch


Cora vozi Lamba, na meni Amiri
Cora drives a Lamborghini, I'm wearing Amiri


Kada sam p'jan, gube mi se maniri
When I'm drunk, I lose my manners


Cjielu noć sankam, da, baš bridim
I drink all night, yeah, I'm really high


Zatim stavim skank u blunt da ga šiljim
Then I put skunk in the blunt to sharpen it


Bam-bam-bam-bam, panciri
Bam-bam-bam-bam, bulletproof vests


Na ulicama rat se zbog nje vodi kô u Siriji
On the streets, a war is fought because of her, like in Syria


Tri mi želje ispuni kô Genie
She fulfills three of my wishes like a Genie


Imali smo seks u limuzini
We had sex in a limousine


Savršeni skupa smo kô maslina i martini
We're perfect together like olive and martini


(Vroom-vroom, vroom-vroom)
(Sound effect of a car)


Mama kaže da si zlo, u očima ti se vidi
Mom says you're evil, it shows in your eyes


Lako zapaljivo je sve u tvojoj blizini
Everything is flammable in your vicinity


A sa mnom bolje ti je bilo nego pčeli u vanili
And it was better with me than a bee in vanilla


Range Rover, Daytona
Range Rover, Daytona


Game over, fame nije lova
Game over, fame isn't money


O-o-o, od dna do trona, u redu se stoji do tvojih prepona
O-o-o, from the bottom to the throne, the line stands up to your groin


Seks, droga, Jack, Cola, kontrola, moć i lova
Sex, drugs, Jack, Cola, control, power and money


O-o-o, bejbe, bend over
O-o-o, baby, bend over


Takvo dupe može samo stat' u Fashion Nova
That ass can only fit in Fashion Nova clothes




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Amar Hodzic

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@Otorinolaringologija69

Gluh i nijem zbog nje, ona drugog grli,
ljubi, ritam mrvi me i je
Crna Gucci torba ..
Uzalud se trudim, gubim, sudim, šutim ..
Ne dišem zbog nje, jezik pregrizem zbog nje
Ona drugog grli, ljubi ..
S kesama iz Louis-a ušla u AMG je
Uzalud se trudim, gubim, šutim
Umirem zbog nje
Umire moj ego

Bacam ruže
Sto i jednu ružu na kucku bez duše
Bacam ruže
Sto i jednu ružu na kucku bez duše



@tarikmumic1084

Refren]
Gluh i nijem zbog nje, ona drugog grli, ljubi, ritam mrvi me,
Crna Gucci torba grmi, tozla, Lui-dajem sve
Uzalud se trudim cool bit, slutim, šutim-nemam je
Ne dišem zbog nje, jezik pregrizem zbog nje

Gluh i nijem zbog nje, ona drugog grli, ljubi, ritam mrvi me
S kesama iz Lui-a ušla u AMG je
Uzalud se trudim cool bit, šutim
Umirem zbog nje
Umire moj ego

[Post-Refren]
Bacam ruže, sto i jednu ružu na kučku bez duše
Bacam ruže, sto i jednu ružu na kučku bez duše

Strofa 1]
Cora vozi Lamba, na meni Amiri,
Kada sam pjan, gube mi se maniri
Cijelu noc sankam bas bridim, a ti stavi skank u blunt da ga siljim,
Pa-pa-pam-pam, panciri
Na ulicama rat se zbog nje vodi k’o u Siriji
Tri mi zelje ispuni k’o genie
Imali smo seks u limuzini
Savrseni skupa smo k’o maslina i martini,
Mala kaže da si zlo u ocima ti se vidi
Lako zapaljivo je sve u tvojoj blizini,
a sa mnom bolje ti je bilo nego pceli u vanilli

[Refren]
Gluh i nijem zbog nje, ona drugog grli, ljubi, ritam mrvi me,
Crna Gucci torba grmi, tozla, Lui-dajem sve
Uzalud se trudim cool bit, slutim, šutim-nemam je
Ne dišem zbog nje, jezik pregrizem zbog nje

Gluh i nijem zbog nje, ona drugog grli, ljubi, ritam mrvi me,
S kesama iz Lui-a ušla u AMG je
Uzalud se trudim cool bit, šutim
Umirem zbog nje
Umirе moj ego

Post-Refren]
Bacam ruže, sto i jednu ružu na kučku bez duše
Bacam ruže, sto i jednu ružu na kučku bez duše

[Strofa 2]
Range Rover, Daytona, game over, fendi lova
Seks, droga, dzek, kola, kontrola, moć je lova...
Savrseni skupa smo k’o maslina i martini
Mala kaže da si zlo, u očima ti se vidi
Lako zapaljivo je sve u tvojoj blizini,
a sa mnom bolje ti je bilo nego pceli u vanilli

[Refren]
Gluh i nijem zbog nje, ona drugog grli, ljubi, ritam mrvi me
Crna gucci torba grmi, tozla, Lui-dajem sve
Uzalud se trudim cool bit, slutim, šutim-nemam je
Ne dišem zbog nje, jezik pregrizem zbog nje




Ispravite me 😂



All comments from YouTube:

@BubaCorelliJalaBratOfficial

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@chenal9846

Vi ste najači izvođači na ovoj sceni. Nema boljeg. U 2030, 2040 ove pesme će se slušati na svadbama, svuda bukv.

@nihadvelagic8900

Kako je

@djondjon24poop

jala zgolja zgoljavi

@djondjon24poop

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@milass5350

60€ kako da ne

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@d-cypher6439

Bio sam u depresiji, ali onda je Buba rekao "bfabournudzgwpjp fvbian stahnofb" , i od tada sam sretniji čovjek.

@marijaljubanic2505

Vrh

@nemanjadima9624

Hahahahahaha

@amra6162

Hahahhahah

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