Šankeru
Marcelo Lyrics

Šankeru,
Addressing the bartender

Ti si moj najbolji drug.
You're my best friend

Noćas si moj saputnik. Sapatnik. Jer si... tu.
Tonight, you're my companion because you're here

Vidiš ove ožiljke?
Do you see these scars?

Posekli me jezici.
My tongue was cut

Svečano te zabole,
You couldn't care less

Al' ti me barem ni za šta ne kriviš.
But at least you don't blame me for it

Iskrvari mi iz flaše u čašu.
Let me bleed from the bottle into the glass

Iz čaše u dušu, gde nekad živeo je svet.
And into my soul, where the world used to live

Uzmi otruj me, samo mi ne kvari
Take me, poison me, just don't ruin me

(Daj mi)
(Give me)

Ovaj ples sa njom, ovaj zaplet loš, moj napet šou.
This dance with her, this bad plot, my tense show

Proliv osećanja, dok povraćam šta sanjam,
Outpouring of emotions while I'm vomiting what I dream

Da ti se zgadim da me ne bi slušao do kraja,
So you'll hate me and won't listen to me to the end

Jer su to kafanska sranja. I sluz ispod šanka
Because these are pub sh*t and slime under the counter

Da život postao je i sevdah, i kara.
That life has become both melancholy and trouble

Ljudi su me popili... vidiš, sad sam samo dance,
People have drunk me... see, now I am just a dance,

što cakli tek pod zadimljenim svetlom kafane.
that shines only under the hazy light of a pub.

Al' tu nema epske priče, i svi razlozi su fuš stih.
But there's no epic story, and all the reasons are shoddy lines.

Ljudi iznužde razloge. A tužni su što su tužni.
People force reasons. And they are sad for being sad.

Zapekli u prirodni čamot što ih vodi ovamo
They're caught in the natural silence that leads them here

Da sednu i šikaju i izmisle svoj razlog.
To sit down and drink and make up their own reason.

Nema čak ni tragedije što bi dala povod.
There isn't even tragedy to give them motive.

Nedogađaj. Prošluješ. Sav si kao govno.
Nothing happens. You pass. You're just like sh*t.

I sam si kao Bog svoj. Bolestan od ljudi.
You're your own God. Sick of people.

Umoran od sebe i istrošen do srži.
Tired of yourself and worn out to the core.

Pričaju o zemlji, uzmu pričaju o plati...
They talk about their land, about their salary...

Pa i ja. I tu sam negde prestao da mladim.
So do I. And that's where I stopped being young.

Imaš tri banke, i odjednom nije to-to.
You have three banks, and suddenly it's not enough.

Sve manje raskršća, samo mirni put kroz Mordor.
Fewer and fewer crossroads, only the serene path through Mordor.

I ne sećaš se kad si na život navuk'o kondom,
And you don't remember when you put on your life's condom,

I kad se tako ravnodušno slepio sa kožom.
And when you so indifferent glued it to your skin.

I smeškaš se, živuckaš, sve kul, sve ide dobro.
And you smile, and live, everything's cool, everything's going well.

Tek, bezimena tuga u tebi živi svoj komfor.
But an unnamed sadness lives in your comfort.

Flaširana sinestezija. Ples za vinske muve.
Bottled synesthesia. A dance for wine flies.

I krivica što nisi umeo bolje da umeš.
And the guilt that you couldn't do better.

Sa dvadeset, gledaš u budućnost dvogledom.
At twenty, you look to the future with binoculars.

Nije dobro, ali biće bolje dok se tamo dođe.
It's not good, but it will be better when you get there.

I grabiš kroz to raskršće, i za sve si rođen!
And you dart through that crossroads, and you are born for everything!

Između tebe i futura – beskrajno polje volje.
Between you and the future - an endless field of will

Velika setva nade. Trčanje kroz kalendar.
A great sowing of hope. Running through the calendar.

Trud, snaga, vera – al' samo jedan treptaj,
Effort, strength, faith - but only for a moment,

I bum – stakla tvog dvogleda su paramparčad,
And boom - the glass of your binoculars is shattered,

Jer udare u budućnost. I nije baš krasan prasak.
Because they crashed into the future. And it's not a pretty sight.

Budućnost je tu, to je ovo, i nije baš nešto.
The future is here, it's this, and it's not much.

Velika žetva trnja, probušeno meso.
A great harvest of thorns, pierced flesh.

Iz rupa curi svašta, ali najbrže nada.
All sorts of things are leaking out of the holes, but hope is the fastest.

I tako obogaljen, zveraš u cirkus iz pakla.
And so crippled, you stare at the circus from hell.

Bensendirani građani, kasting za Walking dead;
Drugged citizens auditioning for Walking dead;

Vođe i vladari što igraju Game of thrones;
Leaders and rulers playing Game of thrones;

Uklopljivi u svašta suštinski govore – ništa.
Fitting into anything, they essentially say - nothing.

Bez etabliranja, etabloidiranje sija.
Without establishment, tabloidization shines.

Žale devedesete, uz tablete za smirenje.
They mourn the nineties, with tranquilizer tablets.

Klinci slave devedesete, uz tAblete za smirenje.
Kids celebrate the nineties, with tranquilizer tablets.

Beše polet za uzlet, al' sve beše samo izlet.
There was a soaring spirit, but it was all just a brief excursion.

Raskršće se suzilo na sokak kojim ideš.
The crossroad narrowed down to the street you're taking.

Baloni ispucani po patosu posle žurke.
Balloons popped on the floor after the party.

Ploča koji preskače. Iznurene njuške.
Skipping record. Exhausted snouts.

Cigara što me puši. U čaši nešto duše.
A cigarette that smokes me. Something soulful in the glass.

I krivica što neću umeti bolje da umrem.
And the guilt that I won't die better.