I saw some people starving
There was murder, there was rape
Their villages were burning
They were trying to escape
I couldn’t meet their glances
I was staring at my shoes
It was acid, it was tragic
It was almost like the blues

I have to die a little
Between each murderous thought
And when I’m finished thinking
I have to die a lot
There’s torture and there’s killing
There’s all my bad reviews
The war, the children missing
Lord, it’s almost like the blues

I let my heart get frozen
To keep away the rot
My father says I’m chosen
My mother says I’m not
I listened to their story
Of the Gypsies and the Jews
It was good, it wasn’t boring
It was almost like the blues

There is no G-d in Heaven
And there is no Hell below
So says the great professor
Of all there is to know
But I’ve had the invitation
That a sinner can’t refuse
And it’s almost like salvation
It’s almost like the blues

Album_Leonard Cohen - Popular Problems

Prevod pesme

Gotovo kao bluz

Video sam ljude kako gladuju
Desilo se ubistvo, silovanje
Njihova sela su gorela
Pokušavali su da pobegnu
Nisam mogao u oči da ih pogledam
Zurio sam u cipele
Bilo je gorko, bilo je tragično
Bilo je gotovo kao bluz

Ponešto u meni mora umreti
Između svake ubitačne misli
A kad završim sa razmišljanjem
U meni svašta umreti mora
Tu su mučenja i ubistva
Tu su sve moje loše kritike
Rat, nestala deca
Gospode, to je gotovo kao bluz

Pustim da mi se srce smrzne
Kako bih odagnao koještarije
Moj otac kaže da sam izabran
Moja majka kaže da nisam
Slušao sam njihovu priču
O Ciganima i Jevrejima
Bilo je dobro, nije bilo dosadno
Bilo je gotovo kao bluz

Nema boga na nebu
I nema pakla dole
Tako kaže veliki profesor
svega što treba da se zna
Ali ja sam dobio pozivnicu
Koju jedan grešnik odbiti ne može
I to je gotovo kao spasenje
To je gotovo kao bluz

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