Pogledaj dom svoj, andjele,
Pogledaj dom svoj, andjele,
Look at your home, angel,
i skini paucinu s ociju,
and remove the spider web from your eyes
videces prizore potresne,
you will see soul-stirring sights
videces nesrecne i bolesne,
you will see the unfortunate and sick
videces cemer, smrt i jad.
you will see distress, death and misery
Pogledaj stado, andjele,
Look at your flock, angel,
sve sami bogalji i prosjaci,
only crippled and beggars
slepi tumaraju u gomili,
blindmen wandering in a crowd
svima su kicmu polomili,
everybody's spines broken
od tebe ocekuju spas.
from you they expect salvation
Pogledaj bagru, andjele,
Look at the rabble, angel,
njihova dusa je prokleta,
their soul's been cursed
svima su stavili amove,*
they put reins on everyone
sebi sagradili hramove,
built shrines for themselves
ruke im ogrezle u krv.
their hands are bloody
Podigni mac svoj, andjele,
Raise your sword, angel
seti se krstaskih ratova,
remember the crusades
seti se preklanih vratova,
remember the jugulated
kad dodjes bogu na istinu,
when you stand in front of God
nek ti u dusi vlada mir.
may peace reign in your soul
Uslisi molitve, andjele,
Answer the prayers, angel
dabogda pocrkali dusmani
may the fiends drop dead, so help me God,
pa budi andjeo osvete,
so be an angel of revenge
neka na svojoj kozi osete,
let them feel on their own skin
sta znaci beda, strah i bol.
what poverty, fear and pain mean
e ova e edna pesna od corba mislam site ja znaete pa sega za se si ima objasnuvanje toa samo taka trebalo da bide