Zabranjeno pušenje "Pocasna Salva" lyrics

Pocasna Salva

Druže, bilo je lakše svemi u rovu, oni u rovu, tu na puškometsjećaš li se, druže, da ne bi izdalimi smo zadnji metak za sebe čuvali

Druže, dok sam se budioukrali su moju mladost, moje ludilodobre su kafane, dobro se napušidobri ljudi vole priču što priča gubitnik

Druže, ljudi bez muda i častik'o hijene se mlate oko komada vlastidruže, loši su bunkerinego limuzine i šalteri

REF.Korak preko ogradejel' to, druže, jedino što časno jezar za nas, stare ratnikepočasna salva da ne odjekne

Druže, sjene su kraj meneod Senke, od Gaje i od Pišonjedruže, sjene su kraj menekažu, marširali smo dugo, al' zla učini se

Ref.

Druže, život je bitkai nije za dušu mekuostani uz mene i puni redenikneprijatelj prelazi reku

Mala, velika mojavečeras ćemo za njih voletibilo ih je dvadeset i osambilo ih je pet hiljada i dvadeset osam

Bilo ih je više nego što ikadai u jednoj pesmi bilo ljubavisad bi bili očevisad ih više nema

Volley Shots

Comrade it was all more simplewe in trenches, they in trenches,just a fire-distance awaydo U remember. comrade, so we wouldn't betraywe save the last bullet for us

Comrade, whil I was awakeningthey took my youth and my crazyness awayCafes are good and getting high is goodGood people love a story that is told by a loser

Comrade,people without balls and honourfight like hyenas over a piece of powerdruze, losi su bunkerinego limuzine i salteriComrade, bunkers are worse than limousines and offices

Ref.A step over the fenceis it the only that is honorfulcan it be, that for for us, the old warirors,no volley shots will echo

Comrade,the shadows are next to meFrom Senke, from Gaje and from Pisonje (names of people)Comrade,the shadows are next to meThey said: we marched for a long, but it seems we did it for nothing

Ref.A step over the fenceis it the only that is honorfulcan it be, that for for us, the old warirors,no volley shots will echo

Comrade,the shadows are next to meFrom Senke, from Gaje and from Pisonje (names of people)Comrade,the shadows are next to meThey said: we marched for a long, but it seems we did it for nothing

Comrade, lif is a battleand it's not for a soft soulstay close to me and fill your bandolierenemy is crosin' the river

Mala, velika mojaMy little, my big oneveceras cemo za njih voletiTonight we'll love for themthere was 28 of themthere was 5028 of them

There were more of them then everwas a love in one songnow they would be fathersnow, they are gone