Đorđe Balašević "Plava Balada" lyrics

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Plava Balada

E, moj Plavi, bio si žestok ali bio si praviNikakav dil sa šljamom, nikome služan, nikome dužan,Uvek si bio samo ludom čukom naoružan

Mi svi lole, a ti u almanahu pandurske školePravi kapiten tima, drugi u klasi, šta više kaz'tiI puna šapka snova o poštenju i o časti

Davno bilo, od tad se sedam mora Dunavom sliloNa svoje epolete prišili zvezde čudni pitomciI ne znaš više ko su dobri a ko loši momci

I pusti žvake da kod nas narod kao ljubi murjakeMa taman posla, ali zbog sitne raje i postoji zakonI svi su voleli da katkad naiđeš sokakom

A tad su došli topovi, pa popovi, pa lopoviI čitav svet se izobličioIspuzali su grabljivci, pa lažljivci, snalažljivciA ljudi ćutali, a šta bi drugo?I šaptali da ovo ne može dugo

Ne znam Plavi, meni se činilo da Beograd slaviOpojni dah slobode, velika zvona, pa plavi kordonPred onom decom ko pred tobož nekom strašnom hordom

Mulj i talog, jasno je meni ko potpisuje nalogAli je bruka druže što oko sebe podižu tabuA tebe prodaju za palikuću i barabu.

Dok god je ovih frikova sa punom vrećom trikovaNišta što vredi neće vredeti

I sve je manje načina pred najezdom seljačinaA ti si učen druže, zar ne kužiš,da hapsiš takve njuške kojima služiš,

Sorry Plavi, pošaljem nekad srce na raport glaviOd starog društva ništa, neko je puko, neko je svirn'oI ti si super brate, ako stvarno spavaš mirno

Plava Balada

Eh, my Blue ( Blue one, I think he means on a cup), you were abrupt but the right one(you have never made a dill with dregs (of society, bad people), never a servant, never owing (something to someone),you've always been armed with a crazy guts ( he had the guts)

we all are lols, you in (the almanac of) a cap school (meaning, I think, a police school has disciplined him)Blue-dressed captain of a team, the second in the class, if there is something more - you sayand a full hand of dreams of probity and honor

It was long time ago, till then 7 seas have merged in Danubethe strange cadets needled stars on their epaulettesand you don't know anymore who are good and who bad boys

And please don't buy me with that stories that here people love the cupsof course they don't, the law exists because of the rayah (commonalty)Everybody liked you passing down the alley

afterward came cannons, then parsons, then miscreantsand the whole world has disfiguredThe sharks (greed persons) have crawled, then liers, then astucious onesand people were silent, what else they could have done?and they buzz (between each other) this can't last for long

I don't know, Blue, it seems to me Belgrade is celebratinga heady waft of freedom, ringing bells, blue cordonsThey acted in front of those children like they were in front of a horde

Only mucks give the ordersbut it is a scandle, buddy, that they build a wall around them (build "taboo", made themselves taboo, untouchable...)

as long we have these freaks full with tricksanything of value will be without value

There are less and less ways to deal with an invasion of the boors (bumpkins)You are educated, don't you understand,you should arrest sucha noses which you serve

Sorry Blue, sometimes my heart has to bring a report to my headthere is nothing left grom the old society, someone has burst out, someone has "alarmed out"And you are great, brother, if you can sleep well.

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