DIRE STRAITS-BROTHERS IN ARMS
These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you'll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn
To be brothers in arm
Through these fields of destruction
Baptism of fire
I've watched all your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms
There's so many different worlds
So many different suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones
Now the sun's gone to hell
And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms.
SCILE I HARIBDE- BRAĆA PO ORUŽJU
(Dire Straits: Brothers in Arms)
Planine u magli moj su novi dom
al’ tek u ravnici svoj sam i na svom
jednom ću se vratiti farmi u dolini
prestat' izgarati, hodat’ u koloni
smirit' se, odbacit' oružje
zajedno smo išli u rušilačke pohode
kršteni i krizmani kroz stihije vatrene
bol, patnju i bitke što su bjesnile
pa iako sam ranjen nemoćno ležao
kroz strah i uzbunu ti nisi odustajao
nisi me iznevjerio, brate po oružju
toliko je svjetova za zagrabit’ šakom
toliko zvijezda pod nebeskom kapom
iako nam tijela u svijetu zajedničkom
razdvojeni smo, svak u svom posebnom
Sunce već zalazi, gine pred zvijezdama
Mjesec je pun i krvav nad nama
na nas Smrt već čeka, mi smo na kraju
sudbina zapisana i na tvome dlanu
da ludost je pucati na svoga brata
irac na engleza, srbin na hrvata.
Post je objavljen 23.03.2007. u 11:29 sati.