I was in a tavern near Dele, it's a village next to mine
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We were raking again
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They watched the match, cheered, cried, laughed
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While we had the meze, what about when the meze ran out
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He started talking nonsense
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Fat for shit, he told the godfather to take me away
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The godfather tells me: «No,» he drank Czech beer
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What will I say: "People, I'm going home now on foot"
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And my legs are heavy, it's all from the booze
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I have three kilometers to go, I have four plows
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I have no choice but to go through that field to the American base
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Well, from the grove to the cemetery
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I have to follow those four tracks there
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I drink, and the moon follows
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I'm already close to the base, the generators are heard
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I'll pee there and stretch along the way
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Nothing for that, let American NATO sue me
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Let them sue me when I'm drunk, I don't care
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Let them do whatever they want to me now
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Let them see me belch now
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Come on, everyone, get out of the base so I can beat you up
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Did that asshole Eminem fuck you, yes he did
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I passed by the base, entering the grove
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To the right of the stream is a ditch
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Everything around me is dark and it's scary to me
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I look at the clock, it's exactly 12 o'clock
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Something is rustling behind me, I stand as if under the arm
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I looked behind me and said: "Who the hell is he?"
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I continue on behind me rustling like crazy
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My right testicle has already retracted from fear
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Ma said: "That's crazy, Edo, you don't believe in these things."
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He remembers the stories about the stories told by the old men!"
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I turn abruptly, total silence
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I keep walking, I hear poultry behind me
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A stampede is heard, a voice shouts: "Edo, now you're done!"
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I started running as if I had a motor in my ass
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Out of great fear I began to pray to Allah, Jesus and Krishna,
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I'm peeing in my pants from sheer fear
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He said: "Calm down Edo, it's all in your head."
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I look to the right, I see there's something in the grass
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That's for sure, it's definitely a dog
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When a voice is heard, he says: "Mother, here we are!"
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I console myself like a fool, it must be alcohol
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Surely the godfather's weed, I fear in every bone
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I said to myself: "Edo, everything is OK
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Remember that book by Louise Hay
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Think positive, this is where the end of Šumarko is.»
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A voice was heard, saying: "Another time we will fuck your mother." |
Hahaha..."
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Bom-bom — We are the views!
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Bom-bom — Don't look for evidence!
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Bom-bom — Don't look for us!
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Bom-bom — Scream at the top of your voice!
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Another kilometer to the house, and my heart is pounding
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The cemetery is on the left, he said: "Now I'm even worse."
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And maybe I'm not, I'm a good person'
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Maybe he'll be lucky enough to finish the council peacefully, but he won't
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Something like steam is coming out of one grave
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Something appeared to grandfather there, the old woman told me
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A black cat flies out on the road in front of me
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I can see it clearly, as I said, the moonlight illuminates it
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Oh, oh, my God, a cat on the road
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She's waiting for me, don't run away, when I approached her, she growled
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I walk past her, pretending, not paying attention
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I think about fishing, meat on a spit
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I'm thinking about music, Lana's ass, hip-hop
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And the fucking cat is following me
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And then there was a sound, like a crying voice
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He says: "It's your turn, last time your grandfather got away with it."
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Gray-haired, pale, I start running', I'm only a few steps away from the house
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I see a light on, okay, mother is awake
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"Open it old man! |
Old woman, open the door!"
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"Quiet, Edo son, you know your dad is sleeping!"
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It took two hours to calm down, to tell my family
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Everyone thought I was imagining things, bullshitting and lying
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The only one who believes me all this is my mother
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Only she understands why I'm still afraid of the dark
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Bom-bom — We are the views!
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Bom-bom — Don't look for evidence!
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Bom-bom — Don't look for us!
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Bom-bom — Scream at the top of your voice! |