Balada O Parkingu - Arsen Dedic

Dobro znam koliko gubim,

Ali morao sam da biram,

Pitanje je: Da te ljubim

Il' da nekako parkiram?

Jasno, draga, ti si prava,

Druge odu, druge lažu,

Pored mene takva spava,

Dao sam te za garažu.

Zaboravljam prijatelje,

Ostat će mi malo, ništa.

Polako nas vrijeme melje,

Svi smo bez parkirališta.

Spleo sam se sa ološem,

Žurim tamo, danju, noću,

Kao ludim krilom nošen,

Jer parkiram kako hoću.

Ja ne trebam ljude manje,

Samo to me od njih tjera —

Zabranjeno parkiranje

I ulica jednog smjera.

Za kavanom svojom žalim,

Navikama starim zbogom,

Ostao bih s vama, ali

Mene vuče prednji pogon.

Makneš li se sa svog mjesta

Zauvijek će drugi stat,

Tebe opet čeka cesta,

Na parkingu kuca sat.

Letim sam nad planom grada,

Vozilo još dobro služi

Ali mjestu se ne nadam,

Zagrebom ko uklet kružim.

Makneš li se sa svog mjesta

Zauvijek će drugi stat,

Tebe opet čeka cesta,

Na parkingu kuca sat.

Letim sam nad planom grada,

Vozilo još dobro služi

Ali mjestu se ne nadam,

Zagrebom ko uklet kružim.

I know very well how much I lose,

But I had to choose,

The question is: To love you

Or should I park somehow?

Sure, darling, you're right,

Others go, others lie,

She's sleeping next to me,

I gave you for the garage.

I forget my friends,

I'll have a little left, nothing.

Time is slowly grinding us,

We are all without parking.

I messed with scum,

I'm in a hurry there, day, night,

Like a mad wing carried,

Because I park the way I want.

I don't need people less,

That's all that drives me away from them -

No parking

And a one-way street.

I feel sorry for my cafe,

Goodbye old habits,

I would stay with you, but

I'm being pulled by front-wheel drive.

If you move from your place

Forever the second stat,

The road is waiting for you again,

The clock is ticking in the parking lot.

I'm flying over the city plan,

The vehicle still serves well

But I don't hope the place

I'm circling Zagreb like hell.

If you move from your place

Forever the second stat,

The road is waiting for you again,

The clock is ticking in the parking lot.

I'm flying over the city plan,

The vehicle still serves well

But I don't hope the place

I'm circling Zagreb like hell.