Lyrics of U Sobi On I Brat - Hladno Pivo

U Sobi On I Brat (original)

Tri su banke mu na grbi
Al' još uvijek se on drži
Kao s petnaest godina
Još pije, psuje, puši, analizira
U sobi on i brat
Spava u krevetu na kat
Mama kuha, a tata radi
A on po cijeli dan trkelja na gitari
Sad stoji mi na putu, žica me za kunu
Tu je gdje god se okrenem
U Jabuci na šanku, u prolazu Cibone
Po cijelom gradu k’o da prati me
A moj odgovor je isti gdje god me uhvati
«Kasni mi plata»
U potrazi za sobom
Ne žuri mu se s jobom
Bolje i tata nego lopata
A valjda će i stari jednom odapeti
Nikad rob profita
Nikad štopat' karticu
Prisegnuo je svečano
Za pivo i upad
Uvijek će se naći
A sve ostalo je nevažno

(translation)

Three banks are on his back
But he's still holding on
Like at fifteen
He still drinks, swears, smokes, analyzes
He and his brother are in the room
He sleeps in a bunk bed
Mom cooks and Dad works
And he plays the guitar all day
Now he stands in my way, wire me for a kuna
It's wherever I turn
In Jabuka on the bar, in the passage of Cibona
It's like following me all over town
And my answer is the same wherever it catches me
"My salary is late"
Looking for yourself
He is in no hurry with his job
Better a poor horse than no horse at all
And I guess the old man will sing one day
Never a slave to profit
Never stop a card
He swore solemnly
For beer and intrusion
He will always be found
And everything else is irrelevant