Arizona Dream - Zabranjeno pušenje, Ivanka Mazurkijević

Vozio sam starog Deutza

slus’o Cecu, cesk’o jajca

kratka rijec, a slozen um

kap slobode, ravan drum

malo sitne sane, tura pica za jarane

tako zivjeli samo mi na Arizona pijaci

I parkiram svoj Deutz

pred gazda Mehin plac

i vidim novosti

nik’o kafic, nik’o gril

sto bi rekli skeptici

bofl roba, blato, jad

al' tu si jaro mog’o vidjet'

tu se radja grad

Kad pojavi se ona

u jakni od najlona

moj mali andjeo

sa dupljak Rolexom

kaze, Meho juce pao

al' ti nemoj skrletit'

nego parkiraj se tu

os sta pojest', os sta pit'

Rekoh sebi super riba

uto zacvili getriba

ko svaki maco tip

dobra vibra, al' los trip

prebacih u brzinu

i smotah u krivinu

da me ne bi spopali

ljubav i ti folovi

ostade u prasini, samo glas joj zazvoni

ako opet prodjes svrati ponekad

Ref.

Navrati ponekad, navrati ponekad

te su rijeci bile vazne

one nisu bile lazne

al' ponekad promaknu

Navrati ponekad, navrati ponekad

u glavi jos mi bubnje

e pa, Miki, eto sumnje

ti bi nekom vjerov’o

Bio sam kralj cesta

od Neuma do Novog Mesta

znao sve kafane

marisane i muriju

malo sitne sane

tura pica za jarane

sa svakim djeli sve

tugu cuvaj za sebe

Al' navece kad bih leg’o

i u glavi sve se sleglo

kilometri, gradovi

zasijao njen bi lik

u toj mojoj viziji

ko u spanskoj seriji

rekla bi mi ona

kao onaj dan navrati ponekad

Ref.

Jednog mi dana pukne film

nasred ceste 43

i okrenem svoj Deutz

pravac gazda Mehin plac

i vidim novisti, nik’o kafic, nik’o gril

za nju cujem nasla srecu, nasla dom

I danas vozim Deutza

slusam Cecu, ceskam jajca

s tim sto sada znam

da kad srecu ugledam

ne prebacujem u brzinu

i ne fatam krivinu

i neke rijeci vise cijenim sad

kao na primjer

Ref.

Ljuljaj, ne ljuljaj

Doboj, Tuzla, Karakaj

Derventa, Kalesija

srcu mome najmilija

I was driving old Deutz

listen to Ceca, Czech eggs

a short word, and a complex mind

a drop of freedom, a straight road

a little sledge, a pizza tour for jaran

so only we lived in the Arizona market

And I park my Deutz

in front of the owner Mehin plac

and I see the news

no coffee, no grill

as skeptics would say

bofl goods, mud, jad

al 'tu si jaro mog'o vidjet'

this is where the city is born

When she shows up

in a nylon jacket

my little angel

with a Rolex hole

he says, Meho fell yesterday

al 'ti nemoj skrletit'

than park there

os sta pojest ', os sta pit

I called myself a super fish

the howler squealed

like any kitty guy

good vibe, al 'los trip

I shifted into gear

and rolled into a curve

so they wouldn't catch me

love and you fouls

she remained in the dust, only her voice ringing

if you pass by again sometimes

Ref.

Stop by sometimes, stop by sometimes

those words were important

they were not fake

but sometimes they miss

Stop by sometimes, stop by sometimes

I still have drums in my head

Well, Mickey, there are doubts

you would trust someone

I was the king of the roads

from Neum to Novo Mesto

he knew all the cafes

marisans and cops

a little petty sleigh

pizza tour for jaran

he shares everything with everyone

keep grief to yourself

But in the evening when I lay down

and in my head it all came together

kilometers, cities

her face would shine

in that vision of mine

as in the Spanish series

she would tell me

like that day come by sometimes

Ref.

One day my movie breaks

in the middle of the road 43

and turn my Deutz

direction of the owner Mehin plac

and I see journalists, no coffee, no grill

for her I hear found happiness, found home

I still drive a Deutz today

I listen to Ceca, I scratch my balls

with what I know now

that when I see happiness

I don't shift into gear

and I don't take the curve

and I appreciate some words more now

for example

Ref.

Swing, don't swing

Doboj, Tuzla, Karakaj

Derventa, Kalesija

my dearest heart