Ivan i Bojan
Mitar, Sasa, Orhan
Nenad i Zoran
Dusan, Vojkan, Ljuba
U proslim danima
osvojili smo ponos
u proslim danima
izgubili smo sve
Ostajem sam, ostajem sam
u ovom gradu strahom zatrpan
ovaj grad je nekad
bacao svetla daleko
ovaj grad je mogao bolje
Mi smo dozvolili
da stvari odu predaleko
ova je borba bila ispod casti
protiv razuma
U proslim danima
osvojili smo ponos
u proslim danima
izgubili smo
sve, sve, sve
Dolazi dan, dolazi dan
dan koji cekam ovde zatrpan
ovi ljudi su valjda zasluzili bolje
mi to mozemo zajedno
Dolazi dan
Ivan and Bojan
Mitar, Sasha, Orhan
Nenad and Zoran
Dushan, Vojkan, Ljuba
In the old days
We won pride
In the old days
We lost everything
I'm staying, I'm staying
In this town buried in fear
This city is once
Throwing light away
This city could be better
We are allowed
To leave things far away
This is a fight beneth honour
Against a reason
In the old days
We won pride
In the old days
We lost
Everything, everything, everything
The day comes, the day comes
The day I'll wait here buried
These people are probably deserves something better
We can do it together
In the old days