Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jugo 45, artist - Zabranjeno pušenje. Date of issue: 04.06.1999
Song language: Croatian
Jugo 45(original) |
| Kažu da su čuda svijeta |
| Piramide afričke |
| Kažu da su čuda svijeta |
| Velike rijeke Indije |
| Al' nijedno čudo nije bilo |
| Ravno onome |
| Kad je stari uparkir’o |
| U bašću Jugu 45 |
| Skupio se sav komšiluk |
| I pola rodbine |
| Ono pola nije moglo |
| Nije moglo od muke |
| Stara napravila mezu |
| Ispekla 'urmašice |
| Stari otiš'o u granap |
| Po još logistike |
| Bilo je to dobro vrijeme |
| Sve na kredit, sve za raju, jarane |
| U auto naspi čorbe |
| Pa u Trst po farmerke |
| Bilo je to dobro vrijeme |
| Te na izlet, te malo na more |
| U kući puno smijeha |
| U bašći Jugo 45 |
| Vozio ga čika Franjo |
| Da proda jabuke |
| Vozio komšija Momo |
| Da mu zenu porode |
| Vozio ga dajdža Mirso |
| Kad je iš'o u kurvaluke |
| Vozio ga malo I ja |
| Kad bi mazn’o ključeve |
| Virio sam jedno veče |
| Iz bašće čuo glasove |
| Momo, Franjo, dajdža Mirso |
| Nešto tiho govore |
| Onda pružiše si ruke |
| Na komšiju se ne može |
| Onda popiše po jednu I razguliše |
| Izgledao je baš mali to veče |
| Naš Jugo 45 |
| Pobjegli smo jednog jutra |
| S dvije kese najlonske |
| Prvo malo Lenjinovom |
| Pa preko Ljubljanske |
| Danas nam je mnogo bolje |
| Novi grad I novi stan |
| Stari nam je postao fora |
| Kantonalni ministar |
| Ali meni je u glavi |
| Uvijek ista slika, isti fleš |
| Stara kuća, mala bascća |
| I u njoj Jugo 45… |
| (translation) |
| They say they are wonders of the world |
| The Pyramids of Africa |
| They say they are wonders of the world |
| The great rivers of India |
| But there was no miracle |
| Straight to that |
| When the old man parked |
| In the garden of the South 45 |
| The whole neighborhood gathered |
| And half the relatives |
| That half couldn't |
| He couldn't help it |
| The old woman made mezu |
| She baked urmašice |
| The old man went to the granap |
| For more logistics |
| It was a good time |
| All on credit, all for heaven, buddy |
| He poured soup into the car |
| Well in Trieste for jeans |
| It was a good time |
| You on a trip, you a little on the sea |
| Lots of laughter in the house |
| In the garden of Jugo 45 |
| Uncle Franjo drove it |
| To sell apples |
| Neighbor Momo drove |
| To give birth to his wife |
| It was driven by Uncle Mirso |
| When he went to the whores |
| I drove it a little too |
| If only he could steal the keys |
| I peeked one night |
| He heard voices from the garden |
| Momo, Franjo, Uncle Mirso |
| They say something quietly |
| Then he held out his hands |
| You can't attack a neighbor |
| Then he wrote down one by one and undressed |
| He looked really small that night |
| Our South 45 |
| We escaped one morning |
| With two nylon bags |
| First, a little Lenin's |
| Well, across Ljubljana |
| We are much better today |
| New town and new apartment |
| The old man has become cool to us |
| Cantonal Minister |
| But it's in my head |
| Always the same picture, the same flash |
| Old house, little garden |
| And in it Jugo 45… |