Lyrics of Maroko Zemljo Obećana - Rambo Amadeus

Maroko Zemljo Obećana (original)

Jedan moj drug ne mogu vam reć ime
Preko veze se ukrcao ko mali od palube na brod
Bog mu nije dao mnogo na izgled
Al ipak je pravedan, svakome da neki kvalitet
(uočićemo kasnije)
Na otvorenom moru poslije nekoliko dana
Posada iz priče ukapira da dotični još nije skinuo njufer
Odluče da mu u sledećoj luci u Maroku
Zajednički plate jednu dobru marokansku kurvu
Maroko!!!
Pošto je momak bio veoma stidljiv
Kad su mu priveli ribu, preminuo je od straha
Kabina mala, krevet tijesan
Al se mali od palube snašo iznenađujuće brzo
Od njegove jebačine treso se cijeli brod
Više nego od jakog maestrala koji je duvao to popodne
Mornari su se naizmenično gurali oko ključaonice
Da vide kako kurva lije suze radosnice
Ali iz Maroka se moralo dalje
Mornarski posao tako nalaže
Tužan je bio mali od palube
Njegovo srce je plutalo po talasima
Kao neka usamljena riba Poletuša
Posada ga uhvati u zajebanciju
Slijedeća luka bijaše Kardeljevo
Al dogovoriše se svi da mu se kaže
Kako se plovi nazad u Maroko
Uđoše u Kardeljevo luku
Mornar od iščekivanja slatkog
Ne obuzdava svoju desnicu ruku
Kad su stupili na tlo
Mornar pomisli
Ovo je veliki korak za mene a mali za čovječanstvo
Sagne se, poljubi zemlju i kaže
Maroko!!!
Maroko, zemljo obećana!!!
Maroko!!!
A ono Kardeljevo

(translation)

One of my friends can't tell you the name
He boarded the ship as if small from the deck
God didn't give him much to look at
But it is still fair, give everyone some quality
(we'll see later)
On the high seas after a few days
The crew understands from the story that the person in question has not yet taken off his nose
They decide to visit him in the next port in Morocco
They pay one good Moroccan whore together
Morocco!!!
Because the guy was very shy
When the fish was brought to him, he died of fright
Small cabin, bed cramped
But the little one from the deck managed surprisingly fast
The whole ship shook from his fuck
More than the strong mistral that blew that afternoon
The sailors took turns pushing around the keyhole
To see the whore shed tears of joy
But we had to move on from Morocco
The naval business dictates so
Sad was the little one from the deck
His heart floated on the waves
Like some lonely Flying Fish
The crew caught him in the act
The next port was Kardeljevo
But everyone agreed to tell him
How to sail back to Morocco
They entered the port of Kardeljevo
A sailor of anticipation of the sweet
He does not restrain his right hand
When they stepped on the ground
The sailor thought
This is a big step for me and a small one for humanity
He bends down, kisses the ground and says
Morocco!!!
Morocco, the Promised Land !!!
Morocco!!!
And Kardelj's