Pismo Bratu - Marčelo

This song is so haunting. Though, when I listen to it, it's like hearing a story with only half the words. Some words I've never heard before. Can someone translate the song?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ATeWmcdDe3E


Dragi Milose, znam da neces
ni citati ove redove
al' me cesto muci pitanje
kad zavrsim skitanje
budan dok cekam svitanje

Gde si ti, gde su te
odneli vetrovi
ovi stihovi, tebi pisani
ne silaze mi s pameti

Pa, Slave ti, kako si mi
evo, reko' da ti bacim koje slovo
pod nasim nebeskim
krovom bas nista novo

Kao sto znas
trazili smo promene
dobili zamene
pa sad bauljamo
kotrljamo se i prljamo u blatu

Bas kao i juce, stvarnost te tuce
pa samo gledas bulju da izvuces
ja zapalio na fax
paracin mi postao previse skucen

A BG k'o BG, nekad suza
nekad me osmeh ozari
rokam svoje
pa ponekog vikenda
palim dole do starih

Dobro su matori, sta znam
isto, svaki dan, isti san
kazu, zivot je sljaka
al nek sve od sebe dam

Caletov pogled se gubi
pali cigaru, gladi bradu
kuca nam jos nema fasadu
al' kaze, ne gubi nadu

Pita kako je meni tamo
u velikom gradu, e, tata, tata
zivim sa cimerkom u stanu
od 26 kvadrata

I rokam solo kroz zivot od blata
stvarnoscu ne baratam
ne shvatam, al' se ipak
smesim iz inata

A onda se setim da tamo
negde imam brata
preko granice ispisuje
nove zivotne stranice

A na ruci vise
nema brojanice
otudjio se od porodice
a kako ne bi i od rodbine

Nisam ga video
ni cuo ima 3-4 godine
reci, Milose
granice nisu nista drugo
do linija u atlasu
al' jesu stvarne onda kad idu
od srca ka srcu

Ti sada pruzas ruke
nekom novom nebu
nekom novom suncu
tvoj mali brat je postao MC
radi album, ide ka vrhuncu

I cesto sanja te, nazad u dane
pre i nase stare ulice
ti i ja, blejanje i smejanje
kad leti dodjes iz Nemacke

Doneses mi igracke i cokolade
pa sa Tomasketom palis do grada
ja se hvalim ispred zgrade
don'o mi brat

I sat kuca i vreme leti
al' i dalje boli kad se setim
i dalje boli kad skontam
da vise nikada neces hteti

Da zajedno pikamo "Robokapa"
na glupavom comodore-u 64ci
da mi pustas Paca po celu noc
dok ne popizde matorci

Ej, secas se kako sam se
kao mali bojao oluje
kad cujem one stare topole
da huje, strahujem
ti kazes, burazer tu je, ne brini
a meni se cini, na nas srusice se

Nisam kontao da sudbina zna
i drugacije da nam srusi sve
da srusi sne, jer ljudi odlaze
cesto bez pozdrava
cesto bez obraza
stide se svog odraza u ogledalu

Al' ja sam tvoj i ti si moj
i dalje nemam sta da dodam
covece, krv nije voda
budi joj odan

Refren
Bar nekad seti se
bar nekad seti se
onih dana od pre
vreme protice
i vreme protice
al' secanje ostaje

Dragi Milose, lose je
znam da za tebe odavno proslo je
a proslost je ta sto grize me
iza zavese, kad sklonim oblake

Burazer od tetke, a voleo sam
te k'o da smo rodjeni
jedva cekao leto da dodjes mi
da i ja imam starijeg brata

Dobro se secam tog dana
kad sam te zadnji put sreo
leto 99, nebo prepuno ptica
prepuna glavna ulica
i ti koji guras kolica
u kolicima mezimca

Mala Mina, lepa je kao andjeo
jebote, moj se burazer
sa zenom spandjao
decu izradjao

Mic po mic, kontam
post'o sam stric
pogledi nam se srecu
niko ni reci, stojimo i cutimo

Toliko bih ti mnogo kazao
al' samo gledam
tako bih ti se bacio u zagrljaj
al' mi neka beda u srcu ne da

A taj tvoj hladan pogled me
i dan danas sece
covece, par reci rece pa ode
ja se to vece spucao
k'o stoka, solo, kuci

Pitao se po sto puta
kako to ljudi
odjednom postaju tudji
i vrteo kroz glavu sve svoje
snove od malena

Kako sam sanjao
da jednog dana mozda
zajedno odemo
na koncert Cypressa

Sanjao da jednoga dana
mozda zauvek budes tu
gde sam sanjao
a onda se probudio
i skontao da sam blesav

Kraj je price i svako
sledi svoju smernicu
P.S. poljubi cerkicu

Refren 2x



Hvala in advance

Dragi Milose, znam da neces
Dear Milos, i know you won‘t
ni citati ove redove
even read those lines
al' me cesto muci pitanje
but often the question bugs me
kad zavrsim skitanje
when I finish roaming around
budan dok cekam svitanje
awake while waiting for the sun-rise

Gde si ti, gde su te
Where are you, where did...
odneli vetrovi
the winds take you away
ovi stihovi, tebi pisani
these verses, written for you
ne silaze mi s pameti
don‘t go out of my mind

Pa, Slave ti, kako si mi
kudos to you, how are you ?
evo, reko' da ti bacim koje slovo
i just said to myself that i will write you a couple of words
pod nasim nebeskim
beneath our firmament
krovom bas nista novo
there is just nothing new

Kao sto znas
As you know
trazili smo promene
we strived for changes
dobili zamene
got exchanges
pa sad bauljamo
and now we are wandering around
kotrljamo se i prljamo u blatu
we are rolling and dirtying ourselves in the mud

Bas kao i juce, stvarnost te tuce
Just as yesterday, the reality is beating you
pa samo gledas bulju da izvuces
so you just try to save your head
ja zapalio na fax
i dashed to university
paracin mi postao previse skucen
Paracin got to small for me (town in serbia)

A BG k'o BG, nekad suza
And Belgrade like Belgrade, sometimes a tear
nekad me osmeh ozari
sometimes a smile is brightening my face
rokam svoje
i do my thing
pa ponekog vikenda
and on some weekends
palim dole do starih
i dash down to my ‚old-guys‘(parents)

Dobro su matori, sta znam
The seniors are doing well, from what i know
isto, svaki dan, isti san
the same, every day, the same dream
kazu, zivot je sljaka
they say, life is hard work
al nek sve od sebe dam
but just give everything you have

Caletov pogled se gubi
Father‘s gaze is losing it‘s focus
pali cigaru, gladi bradu
he lightens the cigarette, pets his beard
kuca nam jos nema fasadu
our house doesn‘t have a facade yet
al' kaze, ne gubi nadu
but he says, he doesn‘t lose hope

Pita kako je meni tamo
He asks how I‘m doing there
u velikom gradu, e, tata, tata
in the big city, oh, daddy, daddy
zivim sa cimerkom u stanu
I live with a room-mate(female) in a flat
od 26 kvadrata
of 26 square-meters

I rokam solo kroz zivot od blata
And am roaming alone through a life of mud
stvarnoscu ne baratam
I don‘t handle the reality
ne shvatam, al' se ipak
I don‘t understand it, but still
smesim iz inata
I smile out of defiance

A onda se setim da tamo
And then i remember
negde imam brata
i have a brother somewhere
preko granice ispisuje
over the border, he lives
nove zivotne stranice
a new life (lit. writes new pages pages of his life)

A na ruci vise
And on the hand
nema brojanice
there is no rosary anymore
otudjio se od porodice
he alienated from his close family
a kako ne bi i od rodbine
and how wouldn‘t he from his wider relatives

Nisam ga video
I didn‘t see him
ni cuo ima 3-4 godine
nor hear from him, for about 3-4 year
reci, Milose
say, Milos
granice nisu nista drugo
borders are nothing else
do linija u atlasu
but lines in an atlas
al' jesu stvarne onda kad idu
but they are reality
od srca ka srcu
if they go from heart to heart

Ti sada pruzas ruke
You now reach out with your hands
nekom novom nebu
to some new sky
nekom novom suncu
to some new sun
tvoj mali brat je postao MC
your little brother became a MC
radi album, ide ka vrhuncu
he works on an album, goes towards the top

I cesto sanja te, nazad u dane
And often dreams about you, back in the days
pre i nase stare ulice
and our old street
ti i ja, blejanje i smejanje
you and me, blabbering and laughing
kad leti dodjes iz Nemacke
when in summer you come from Germany

Doneses mi igracke i cokolade
Bring me toys and chocolate
pa sa Tomasketom palis do grada
and with a Tomasket (no idea what that is) you dash to the city

ja se hvalim ispred zgrade
I boast in-front of the building
don'o mi brat
i got this from my brother

I sat kuca i vreme leti
And now the clock ticks and the time is flying by
al' i dalje boli kad se setim
but it still hurts when I remember
i dalje boli kad skontam
it still hurts when I figure it out
da vise nikada neces hteti
that you won‘t ever again want to

Da zajedno pikamo "Robokapa"
That we play together „Robocop“
na glupavom comodore-u 64ci
on the stupid Commodore-64
da mi pustas Paca po celu noc
that you play 2Pac all night to me
dok ne popizde matorci
until the seniors get pissed off

Ej, secas se kako sam se
Hey, do you remember how I
kao mali bojao oluje
as a small kid was scared of the storm
kad cujem one stare topole
when i hear those old poplars
da huje, strahujem
that sough, i‘m scared
ti kazes, burazer tu je, ne brini
you say, brother is here, don‘t worry
a meni se cini, na nas srusice se
and it seems to me, it will knock us down

Nisam kontao da sudbina zna
I didn‘t figure out that destiny knows
i drugacije da nam srusi sve
how to knock us down in different ways
da srusi sne, jer ljudi odlaze
that it knocks down dreams, because people leave
cesto bez pozdrava
often withouth saying goodbye
cesto bez obraza
often barefaced
stide se svog odraza u ogledalu
they are ashamed of their reflection in the mirror

Al' ja sam tvoj i ti si moj
But I‘m yours and your mine
i dalje nemam sta da dodam
and I have nothing else to say
covece, krv nije voda
dude, blood isn‘t water
budi joj odan
be loyal to it

Refren
Bar nekad seti se
At least remember sometimes
bar nekad seti se
at least remember sometimes
onih dana od pre
the days back then
vreme protice
time goes by
i vreme protice
time goes by
al' secanje ostaje
but the memory lasts

Dragi Milose, lose je
Dear Milos, it‘s bad
znam da za tebe odavno proslo je
I know that it‘s too late already a long time
a proslost je ta sto grize me
and the past is what is bugging me
iza zavese, kad sklonim oblake
behind the curtain, when i get rid of the clouds

Burazer od tetke, a voleo sam
Brother of my aunt, and I loved
te k'o da smo rodjeni
you like we were born ones
jedva cekao leto da dodjes mi
scarcely waited for the summer that you would come to me,
da i ja imam starijeg brata
that I would have an older brother aswell

Dobro se secam tog dana
I remember that day well
kad sam te zadnji put sreo
when I met you the last time
leto 99, nebo prepuno ptica
the summer of 99, full of birds
prepuna glavna ulica
the fully crowded main street
i ti koji guras kolica
and you, pushing the buggy
u kolicima mezimca
in the buggy your favorite

Mala Mina, lepa je kao andjeo
Little Mina, pretty like an angel
jebote, moj se burazer
damn, my brother
sa zenom spandjao
got stuck with a women
decu izradjao
made kids

Mic po mic, kontam
Little by little, i figure it out
post'o sam stric
I became an uncle
pogledi nam se srecu
our eyes meet
niko ni reci, stojimo i cutimo
nobody says even a word, we stand and are mute

Toliko bih ti mnogo kazao
I would tell you so much,
al' samo gledam
but I just watch
tako bih ti se bacio u zagrljaj
I would throw myself into your arms
al' mi neka beda u srcu ne da
but some bad feeling in my heart won‘t let me

A taj tvoj hladan pogled me
And your cold gaze
i dan danas sece
is tearing me up even today
covece, par reci rece pa ode
dude, says just a couple of words and leaves
ja se to vece spucao
I got wasted that evening
k'o stoka, solo, kuci
like an animal, alone, went home

Pitao se po sto puta
I asked myself hundreds of times
kako to ljudi
how people
odjednom postaju tudji
suddenly become alienated
i vrteo kroz glavu sve svoje
and I reminisced in my head about all my
snove od malena
dreams from when I was little

Kako sam sanjao
How I dreamed
da jednog dana mozda
that one day maybe
zajedno odemo
we go together
na koncert Cypressa
to a concert of Cypress

Sanjao da jednoga dana
I dreamed that one day
mozda zauvek budes tu
you maybe gonna stay here forever
gde sam sanjao
when I dreamed
a onda se probudio
and then woke up
i skontao da sam blesav
and figured out that I was stupid.

Kraj je price i svako
That‘s the end of the story and everybody
sledi svoju smernicu
is following his own direction
P.S. poljubi cerkicu
P.S. kiss your daughter

man that was a lot of work, i demand eternal gratefulness.

damn it, i made some pretty dumb mistakes there because i misread some words,
e.g. 'leti' translated with fly instead of summer, damn you ekavski
i hope everything is correct now.

Wow thank you so much. I'm sure that was a job and a half, but I believe we can all say it was worth it in the end?
It's a great song...very haunting...and indeed the lyrics are haunting as well.

Again, I give you eternal thanks!

HVALA!