I think this song is one of his best. It is gonna be tough to translate it 'cause the lyrics are quite philosophical....but I like the challenge, so I am going to try it anyway...
Few days passed....
Oaahhhh!!! I did it!!! Boy!! That was hard....
Well, I have to admit it that even for me it was hard to figure out what the song writer (Dusan Sztevanovity, Zoran's brother) really wanted to say. After reading it 10 thousand times (just kidding) I think I've got a clue what this is all about.
Translating it almost word by word don't be discouraged if you do not understand part of the meaning of this beautiful complicated POEM.
Numbers, flashings, quietly sliding elevator.
The wise smile is motionless.
Guarding its secrets until the arrival.
A little jog in halfway and the
sweet blond smell is gone.
Something is choking me but the neck-tie
belongs to the complete impression.
The two angels guide me slowly to Him,
and He shakes my hand and He speaks to me
with beautiful, clear words in Hungarian.
Well, sit down, pour some drink for yourself.
Give some time for your thoughts,
we've all the time.
Just, tell me, honestly,
how did those years pass you by in the deep?
Just tell me, don't be afraid
I hardly believed my Lord that I have to answer You.
When I looked around, I realized that nobody
cares about our stuff 'n things
I saw the Guilty and the Saint were changing their seats
and there were too many scumbags there in the deep,
practicing Your Power over us.
However, sometimes I was dreaming that
You will talk to me, but it turned out to be that
I am asking You:
Why did I get the reprimands?
Why did my mother cry for me?
Why did they steal from me, when giving is good?
Well, why are You always hiding?
(Why can not we never see You?)
No picture, no words.
And when a life is crying for an answer
not understanding Your secrets at all.
And who cradles the newborn not knowing
whom she will bring up.
And a police car that is just having its siren on
enters into my mirrored reflection
in the water, of my dreams.
(Reflecting my dreams into a mirrored water)
No voice, no picture.
And I am falling fast and an angel whispers
You shell be punished
'cause there's nothing you understand
there is NO forgiveness nice and easy you'll return
Hmm... you'll return. that's sure... you'll return.