Dječaci "Dalmacija" lyrics

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Dalmacija

[Ivo Sivo]Svaka pisma o Dalmaciji postane hit,barem u Dalmaciji, i cili je Splitrascvala grana od tehnobetona cvitMediterana di skupljači boca ne daju pitna Matejušci čuješ samo Momak jel praznopogledaj gradonačelnika, bit će ti jasnograd blagajnika i skladištara4o ooo bez posla, shopping centar se otvaraa ja sam iz mista di duše izlazebura puše, nosi te prozirne prikazeprema moru, kuća u Babinom poljuodraz lica u lavoru, sike morskom soljupoškropljene, cvrčci ritmove proizvodekoji smanjuju najveće nitkove i izrodeu nešto što presitno je, odjednom nebitno jepolako dišem s otokom, smiren s protokommisli kroz mozak normalne brzinebez gužve i buke, bez želučane kiselinedaleko od prašine Splitaovdi je more prozirnije nego vitar

Dalmacijo, Dalmacijodigidigididigidiklap klapdigidigididigidiklap klap

[Vojko Vrućina]9 manje pet čekam topli, small talkams tetom, kolovoz, faca mi se topii kapa po betonu, kapa ti na japankunađi me u firmi na sastanku, gledaj kakodiskutiram o poslovnom planu sinesiđi na parking za deset minuta, baba jeposlala hranu, svinjetina je u folijisuđe mi ima sidu, mravi na zidunose mrvice ćevapa i prpe, seljačine miprde po kauču, kupia sam plastičnihčaša na hrpe opet si pia iz stakleneoperi je, likovi su gutali slikesada gutaju galerije, propali odlikašinosevi su nasukani na bijeloj plažikad sunce zađe iza dnevnika i dođe sve dofiltera šugaman zamiriše na lavandukazeta od Cypressa pucketa na Marjanui smijemo se, varimo svakom lapanuna Prokurativama kad je Splitski festivalsplitska tuga, sili smo na mulda se možemo rugat, svakom liku šta pivaka da ovdi nema ničeg osim srdele šta plivai jubavi ća boli i sunca šta sijajoš galeb i palma i eto Dalmacija, pivaj

Dalmacijo, Dalmacijodigidigididigidiklap klapdigidigididigidiklap klap

[Zondo]Brate ne seri, drago mi je kad Hajduk pobjedidrago mi je ljeti vjetar osjetitpa i bit ovdje da mi možete prijetitja ću pit ovdje i gubit apetit7 godina esta vina je u mojoj jetrii samo želim da svi oko mene budu sretnijer s njima želim vrijeme podjeliti mogu ih uvijek pozvat kad ću se selit7 godina esta dima je u mojim plućimane znam kakav je ostavio učinakal' znam kako je to plutat na pučinii spremit ribu kako su me naučili7 godina esta žena je u mojim očimai opet trebam s 27 ponovno počinjati ko će me pomladit novih 7 godinaako ne boginja čija priča tek počinje7 godina mi sjena liže ovaj betonja sam samo lutak, ovaj grad je gepettoa ovi ljudi su svi dio menečak i ako vole mislit da ja nisam dio njihstavljam istinu u stih i to mi ne možeš oduzetkroner sa bocom obučen u baloner ko John Cusackšetam sretno centrom po kiši i mislimkako više nikad neću biti isti

[Vojko Vrućina]Slušaj ća ti kantam, slušaj ća ti pivamo vaporu ća plovi i srdeli ća plivai jubavi ća boli jer te moje srce volitvoje tilo ća je slano ka zrno morske solikad je vrime svetog Duje ja grem se prošetatna Mateujšku i Šperun i kada dojdem kućija zabošću svoj perun u kilo lešog mesapopiću bevandu i cilu noć ću plesat i pivaću samoDalmacijo...

Dalmatia

(Ivo Sivo)Every song about Dalmatia becomes a hit,At least in Dalmatia, and the whole of Split*Is a blossoming branch, the Tehnobeton flower of Mediterranean*Where the bottle collectors* wont' let you drinkOn Matejuska* all you hear is: Is it empty?Look at the mayor, all will be clear to youThe city of cashiers and stockmen40000 (people) jobless, a new mall openingAnd I come from a place where the souls leave (the body)*Bora* blowing, carrying those seethrough freaksTowards the sea, a house in the Babino polje*Reflection of the face in the washbowl, reefs spattered by sea salt, crickets produce the rythmswhich reduce the largest scumbs and scoundrelsinto something that is too small, suddenly irrelevantSlowly I breathe along with the island, going with the flowThoughts going through my brain in a normal speedWithout the crowd or noise, without the stomach acidFar away from the dust in SplitOut here the sea is clearer than the wind

Dalmatia, Dalmatiadigidigididigidiklap klapdigidigididigidiklap klap

(Vojko Vrućina)Five minutes to nine, I'm waiting, it's warming up, I'm small talking to my aunt, august, my face is meltingand it's dripping on the floor, dripping on your flip flopsFind me in the firm at the meeting, look how I discuss the business plan, my sonCome down to the parking lot in ten minutes, grandma sent some food, pork is in the foilMy dishes have AIDS, ants on the wallcarrying bits of tschevapchichi* and prpa*, hillbilliesfarting on my sofa, I bought a tone of plastic cupsand you drank from a glassWash it! Guys consumed picturesNow they're consuming galerries, A student drop-outsNoses are stranded on the white beachWhen the sun comes up after evening news and comes all the way to the filter, towel starts to smell like lavenderA Cypress tape cracking at Marjan*And we laugh, pulling prancks on each nerdat the Prokurative during Split festivalThe Split sorrow, we sat at the moleSo we can make fun to every guy that singsLike there is nothing here but the sardine swimmingAnd love that hurts and the sun that shinesAdd a seagull and a palm tree - there's Dalmatia, sing on!

Dalmatia, Dalmatiadigidigididigidiklap klapdigidigididigidiklap klap

(Zondo)Brother, cut the crap, I'm glad when Hajduk* winsI'm glad to feel the wind in the summerEven being here so you can threaten me7 years of the same vine is in my liverAnd I just want everyone around me to be happyBecause I want to share time with themAnd I can always call them when I'll be moving away7 years of the same smoke is in my lungsI don't know what kind of effect it has leftBut I do know the feeling of floating on the surfaceAnd to prepare fish as I've been taughtFor 7 years the same woman is before my eyesAnd again I must start over in the age of 27And who will rejuvenate me for the next seven yearsIf not the godess whose story is just to beginFor 7 years my shadow licks this concreteI'm just a puppet, this town is GepettoAnd these people are all a part of meEven if they like to think I'm not a part of themI put the truth into the verse and you can't take that away from me/ A chronic patient with a bottle dressed in a raincoat like John Cusack/ Strolling happy through the center in the rain and thinkingHow I'll never be the same again

(Vojko Vrućina)Listen to my singing, listen to my songAbout the ferry drifting and the sardine swimmingAnd about the love that hurts because my heart loves youYour body that is salty like a grain of sea saltWhen it it saint Duje's day I go for a walkTo the Matejuska and Sperun and when I get homeI will stuck my fork into a kilo of cooked meatI will drink red vine with water and dancing all night, singing onlyO, Dalmatia!

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