Đorđe Balašević "Sloboda-ne" lyrics

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Sloboda-ne

Znam, ovo sve sam treb'o reći i pre,Al' ptica trpi dok je bar metar neba.Nisam hteo da se mešam,Ispašću, k'o velim, smešan,Smešnih imamo i više neg' što treba.

Na tamburu sam metio ključ,Do zadnje epizode ovog ružnog sna,Odroni se srca komad,Nisam pev'o od onomad.Pitaš kad ću? Bog sveti zna...

Gledam Skupštinu il' šta je to već.Bife "Proleće" u Petrovcu na Mlavi.Ej, gledam one tužne kese,Di baš meni da se deseDa mi takve glave delaju o glavi?

A u mutnoj reki topi se brod,U džepu pesak a u ušima voda.Kad već pričamo o tome,Što ja braćo s njima tonem,Ja sam putnik s jednog sasvim drugog broda.

A TV Dnevnik, k'o kormilo, okreću spodobeVrlo podobne.Sve će se, kažu, srediti,Istina će pobediti.

Slobodane!Sloboda-ne!

I ja ponekad popušim,al' zbog tog zemlju ne srušim.Slobodane!Veliš: što da ne?Tebi su mase odane,Ko sluša duše prodane?Kao ja.

Kažu da je nekad carov'o um.Gde je tu bajku samo iskopao DEPOS?Joj, ispadoše akademci,veći zlotvori neg' Nemci,Nisu ljudi stigli kasti "fala lepo".

Al' tek zbog studoša mi napuko film,E, reko, sad će valjda sa trešnje sići."Malo morgen", reče Boban,Doktor nauka il' čoban,"Vi ste samo mali glasački listići".

A TV Dnevnik, oduševljen time je doneoKraći rezime:Da treba pravdu slediti,Istina će pobediti.

Slobodane!Sloboda-ne!

Deca u mestu putuju,Mladost na tačke kupuju.Slobodane!Eh, što da ne?Kad su ti mase odane,Ko sluša duše prodane,Kao ja.

Amer merači na Mesecu plac,Ej, rock'n'roll se čuje s tavana Kremlja.A od mene ištu vize,Dal' sam besan, da li grizem?Pardon, je li ovo kasarna il' zemlja?

Ma tu mora biti još neki put.Zar se do mira uvek putuje ratom?Čuvajući dostojanstvo,Primak'o si inostranstvo,Inostranstvo nam je oma tu, za vratom.

Uz TV Dnevnik je sve više gnevnih, a sve manjeVernika Dnevnika."Istina će pobediti",Znam, tek ćeš se ondak jediti.

Slobodane!Sloboda-ne!

Nemoj nas više braniti,Brigom ćeš nas sa'raniti.Slobodane!Ma, što da ne?Tebi su mase odane,Ko sluša duše prodane?Kao ja.

Slobodane!Zauzdaj svoje klovnove,Dok Vijetnam ne ponove.Sloboda - da!Sloboda - da!Sloboda - da, sad il' nikada,Na kraju to tako ispada.Slobodane!Sloboda - da!I ja ponekad popušim,Al' zbog tog zemlju ne srušim.Slobodane!Sloboda - da!Sloboda - da, sad il' nekada,Na kraju to tako ispada.SLOBODANE!

Freedom-no

I know, I could´ve said all of this before,But bird bears as long as there is still a meter of sky,´.I didn´t want to interfere,I thought it would make ma look like a fool,And folls we have more than enoough.

I oocked away my tambourine,Till the last episode of this ugly dream,A piece of heart broke,I haven´t sung since then.You ask me when will I (sing again)? Only god knows...

I watch parliament, or whatever it is.Restaurant "Spring" in Petrovac on Mlava (name of the small city and the river in Serbia)Ej, I watch those sad bags,Why did it have to happen to meTo depend on such heads.

And the ship is sinking in a muddy river,In pocket sand, in ears water.Since we are at the subject,Why am I , brothers, drowning with you,I am passenger of another ship.

And tv news is ,like the steering wheel, turned by creaturesVery suited.Everything will be alright, they say,The truth will win.

Slobodane! (name of the ex serbian president)Sloboda-ne! (freedom -no!)

I smoke sometimes, too,But it doesn´t make me destroy the country.Slobodane!You say : why not?The masses are loyal to you,who listens to sold soulsLike me.

They say once the mind ruled,Where did DEPOS come up with such a fairytale?They made academics look worse than Nazis,They didn´t manage to say "thank you very much".

And because of students I got furious,I said to myself, they´ll come down from the tree,"No way" , said Boban,A doctor or a cowboy,"You are just little voting papers."

And tv news , thrilled with it,Made a short resume,One should follow the justice,The truth will win.

Slobodane!Sloboda- ne!

Kids are traveling in place,Buying youth on dots,Slobodane!Ej, why not?The masses are loyal to you,Who listens to sould soulsLike me.

Americans are checking out the Mars,Kreml plays rock´n´roll,And from me they want visas,Am I frentic, do I bite,Is this a caserne or a country?

There is got to be another way.Is the only way to peace through war?Protecting dignity,You brought us closer to foreign countries,Now they are hounting us down.

Tv news makes many people angryThere is less and less believers in the news."The truth will win".I know , and then you´ll be sorry.

Slobodane!Sloboda-ne!

Don´t protect us anymore,Your worry will burry us.Slobodane!Well, why not?The masse are loyal to youWho listens to sould soulsLike me.

Slobodane!Restrain your clownsBefore they create another Vietnam.Sloboda-da! (freedom -yes!)Sloboda-da! (freedom -yes!)Freedom-yes, now or neverIn the end its like this.Slobodane!Sloboda-da!(freedom -yes)I smoke sometimes, too,But it doesn´t make me destroy the country.Slobodane!Freedom-yes!Freedom -yes, now or never,In the end its like this.Slobodane!

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