Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nema Više Benda Kao Neoplanti, artist - Đorđe Balašević. Album song Bezdan, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1985
Record label: croatia
Song language: Bosnian
Nema Više Benda Kao Neoplanti(original) |
Nema više benda kao Neoplanti. |
To je bilo da se priča, da se pamti. |
Da smo tad ovo znali, svemu bi odoleli. |
Pratili me posle neki muzikanti, |
tezgaroši, manje-više kalkulanti, |
al brak iz računa, nismo se mi voleli. |
O, dobri dani, best of all, |
kad svirao se rock and roll, |
i kad su čak i stari konobari plesali. |
I ljuljao se celi svet, |
sve pesme znali napamet. |
Danas me cene važni krugovi, |
a gde su sada moji drugovi. |
Gde su sada moji drugovi? |
Nema više benda kao Neoplanti |
to je bilo da se priča, da se pamti |
slavna vremena davno iza nas |
Nema više fudbalice posle probe |
preferansa u tišini garderobe |
kako se fajrunt bliži, sve to prima drugi tok. |
Sve se manje čuju one prave psovke, |
sve je manje one prave viljamovke |
i sve se češće čuje «Meni jedan gusti sok». |
O, dobri dani, best of all, |
kad svirao se rock and roll, |
i kad su čak i stari konobari plesali. |
I ljuljao se celi svet, |
sve pesme znali napamet. |
Danas me cene važni krugovi, |
a gde su sada moji drugovi. |
Gde su sada moji drugovi? |
Nek ide život, nek ide život |
i nek se pleše za sve to što beše. |
Nek ide život, nek ide život |
i nek se pleše za sve to što beše… |
(translation) |
No more bands like Neoplanti. |
It was to talk, to be remembered. |
If we had known this then, we would have resisted everything. |
I was followed by some musicians, |
counters, more or less calculators, |
but marriage out of account, we didn't love each other. |
Oh, good days, best of all, |
when rock and roll was played, |
and when even the old waiters danced. |
And the whole world was rocking, |
they knew all the songs by heart. |
Today I am valued by important circles, |
and where are my friends now. |
Where are my friends now? |
No more bands like Neoplanti |
it was to talk, to be remembered |
glorious times long behind us |
No more football after rehearsal |
preference in the silence of the wardrobe |
as the fortune draws nearer, it all receives another stream. |
Less and less real swearing is heard, |
there are fewer and fewer real williams |
and "One thick juice to me" is heard more and more often. |
Oh, good days, best of all, |
when rock and roll was played, |
and when even the old waiters danced. |
And the whole world was rocking, |
they knew all the songs by heart. |
Today I am valued by important circles, |
and where are my friends now. |
Where are my friends now? |
Let life go, let life go |
and let him dance for all that was. |
Let life go, let life go |
and let him dance for all that was… |