Beogradski Sindikat "Niko ne može da zna" lyrics

Niko ne može da zna

Kako otvoris oci vec znas da ceka te borbakao kroz resetke kroz prozor gledasdaleko je slobodai ako si odan i boris se na strani dobracim izadjes na ulicu osetis gorcinu zivota.Narod trpi dok smradovi se bogateja ne mogu da cutimne dozvoljavam da me porazekamen pada sa srca kao na papir suzajedini ventil moja zika, esencija Beogradskog bluza.Da li osecas patnju provucenu kroz svaki stih?Da li osecas bol koji ko motiv koristim?Nakon prepreka svih puteva trnovitihrane su zarasle dobro, nece se ponoviti.Svetlost ugledao sam jasno i ka njoj se krecempokrecem lavinu emocija u potrazi sreceprepusten sebi,vodjen instiktima u surovom svetugde jaci slabijeg jede cim ovaj napravi gresku.Svi znate kako je tesko kada prazno jezato moje ljudstvo, moj sindikat, moja snaga jesloboda moga naroda tako daleko jeal ne gubim nadudok god se istina provlaci kroz redove.

Kao da sam ceo zivot sanjao,a sad se budimovo je moja zemlja, ovo nisu moji ljudi.Kazu: "Ovde nemas sta da trazis, bolje miran budi,jer ovde kadija te tuzi, ovde kadija ti sudi".Gledam skrnavljena groblja, ne postuju ni mrtve,gledam spaljene kuce, gledam spaljene crkve.Kazu: "Gledaj nasu snagu -mi smo nepobedivi"pitam: "Znate li za Boga?"kazu: "Sila Boga ne moli".Pazite na ovom polju koplja su se lomila,pravoslavlje u Srba vera nesalomivajer to je zemlja hranila, to je majka rodila,to je snaga branila, to je vera vodila.

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Niko ne moze da znasta to sapuce vetarniko ne moze da znasta nosi grom iz vedra nebanevreme se spremaiznad geta pada zvezdamoja zelja, moja zebnjaje nocas ova zemlja

2004. prolazi mojih ljudi i dalje puni su zatvorina drevnoj zemlji uzurpatori, tudja ruka nam red zavodi,znakovi djavolji,transporter na barikadi nas nagonida se drzimo po strani bez naglih pokreta,a kamoli da ih imamo na kamerikako senluce po nasoj bastinidosli su iz picke materine da ucare nestona nasoj nemastini,a ko ce da nas zastiti?Moji ljudi i daje nisu slobodnitaj osecaj da su bez pomoci, ko nocna mora progoni.I politicari sto su dosli sve su dusmanima prodalia ovde se po skupstini sirekako su Bog zna kako pomogli.Beograd ne zna za patnje onih retkih sto su ostalizar smo u trci za boljim zivotompreko noci hladni postali?Zvone zvona u panici, pada bomba na manastirSrbi ne dajte pohlepi da nas u nasoj muci zavadi.Mozda mi jesmo dinosaurusi, ona vrsta koja odlazii zivimo u nasim snovima gdeniko ne moze da nas porazii nema te floskule koja bi mogla bol da izrazija opet dole silazimako treba krv ce pricati

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Izmedju bunkera i snajpera sloboda je zatvorpored transportera u parku zivot je napor.Pratim pokrete tudjina ovo je zrtvama sudjenjenama je potrebno budjenjelazi dosta je i mucenja!Iza Ibra, ko linije, nasih pune su celijeovde ujedinjene su sve djavolje legijepa moje u bloku znam po suzi u okua koji mogu stoje uprkos bolu.Arnautske kobre u hodu nas ujedaju za nogua otrov u krvi jasno poziva na borbujer zelja da otmu sve ono sto je najdrazetera mi gorku pljuvacku u usta,ko kad stranci me uhapse na mene kerove pusteda me zaplase vezanog dok drze me besanogali ja ne znam za slom, mene samo razdrazejer, srbi, OVO JE NASEvicem dok trpim bolove strasne dok mi cupaju iz rukumoju zemlju, moju mukukrvlju natopljen busen svet hoce da mi uzmei da unisti uspehkosti mojih predaka, mosti mojih svetacada dozvolim jer ne dam vamjer svima nam zbog sinova nedozvoljena predaja.Vas ponovni dolazak na mostu cekam sadalban no pasaran, sa srbima il' sam!

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Nobody can know

The minute you open your eyes, you already now you're in for a strugglelike through bars, through the window you're watching: Freedom is farand if you're loyal and fight the good fightas soon as you get out in the street, you feel the bitterness of lifeThe people suffer while stinkers get rich, I can not be quietI'm not letting them defeat me, the burden falls of my heart like a tear on paper,the only vent, my music is the essence of Belgrade blues.Do you feel the pain running through every verse, do you feelthe pain that like a motive I use after restraints of all bumpy roadswounds have healed well won't happen againI saw the light clearly and towards it I move starting a lava of emotionsin search of happiness, left on my own, led by instincts in a cruel world where stronger one eats weaker one as soon as the later makes a mistake.You all know how difficult it is empty, that's why my people, my syndicate, my strength isthe freedom of my people is so far awaybut I don't loose hope as long as the truth is in between the lines.

As if I was dreaming my whole life, and now I'm waking up, this is my country, these are not my people.They say: there's nothing for you here, better be quiet because here your prosecutor is your jugdeI watch destroyed cemeteries, they don't even respect the dead, I watch houses burned down, I watch churches burned downThey say: watch our strength we are unbeatable; I ask: don't you know God;they say: the power doesn't pray to God;Be careful in this field, spears have been broken, Orthodoxy in Serbs unbreakable faithbecause that's what the Earth fed, that's what mother gave birth to, that's what the faith directed.

Chorus x2Nobody can knowwhat is whispering the windnobody can knowwhat brings a thunder from a clear sky the storm is coming,a star is falling on the ghetto,my wish, my feartonight is this country

2004 is passing, prisons are still full of my people,on the holy land disturbers,foreign hand gives us directionsdevil signs,transporter on barricade keeps us away prevents us from making sudden moves, let alonethat we have them on cam while they're shooting at our heritage, they came from far away (*) to earn a nickel on our poverty, and who will protect us, my people are still not free that feeling that they are helplesslike a nightmare hunts me. And politicians that came sold everything to the villains and here they brag around the parliament about how they helped God knows how much. Belgrade doesn't know the sufferings of those rare ones that stayed, have we, in a race for a better life;became cold in a day

Bells are ringing in panic, a bomb is falling on monastery. Serbs don't let the greed make us quarrel.Maybe we are dinosaurs, the extinct species and we live in our dreamswhere nobody can defeat us and there's no locution that could express the pain, I'm going down againIf necessary, blood will tell the tale

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Between bunkers and snipers, freedom is prison, by the transporters in the park, life is a burden.I fart the moves of foreigners this is a trial to victims we need a wake up call, enough of lies and torturesBehind Ibar as a (border) line, cells are full of our people, here united act all devil's legions, so mine in a blockI know by a tear in the eye and those that can stand despite pain. Arnaut cobras bite our legs as they go,and the poison in blood loudly calls for fight because their desire to ravish everything that's dearest, puts bitterspit in my mouth. Like when the strangers arrest me, send dogs at me to scare me while they keep me sleeplessly tied.But I don't know about a breakdown I'm only irritated because, Serbs, this is ours.I yell while I suffer in terrible pain while they tear out, out of my hands, my land, my torment, blood sopped drilled world they want to take and destroy my successthe bones of my ancestors, remains of my saints, to allow because I wont let youbecause to all of us because of our sons, surrender is unallowed.For your return I await on the bridge now Alban no passaran with Serbs or alone