Lyrics of Plava balada - Đorđe Balašević

Plava balada (original)

E, moj Plavi
Bio si malo sirov al' ipak pravi
Nikad u dilu s' bagrom, nikom u stranu, nikome dužan
Bio si, sve u svemu, dobrom čukom naoružan
Šta da pričam, ja danas ne znam nikog ko ti je sličan
Spremnog da, bez računa, tačno u podne razgrne slabe
I kao Geri Kuper sam izađe pred barabe
Da, tu i tamo setim se devojke po kojoj se znamo
Ćudljivo kišno leto, sedamdest' koja, godina raka
Kad me je školska ljubav ostavila zbog Murjaka?
Ajd, davno bilo, otad se sedam mora Dunavom slilo
Dok jedro mog kaputa burnim su morem terali vetri
Na tvoje epolete, sletele su zvezde dve-tri
I tad su došli popovi, pa topovi, pa lopovi
I čitav svet se izobličio
Ispuzali su grabljivci, pa lažljivci, snalažljivci
Al' ko je smeo da te podseća šta si
Dobro se pamti samo prvi u klasi
Ne znam, Plavi, meni se činilo da Beograd slavi
Veliki uskrs duha, svi ti grafiti, a onda Kordon
Pred onom decom ko pred tobož nekom hordom
Žnas šta sledi, ipak je Ona bila nešto što vredi
Pa kad se onog juna nismo potukli zbog njene časti
Zar ćemo sad, zbog ovih očajnika željnih vlasti?
Dogod je ovih frikova, sa punom vrećom trikova
Ništa što vredi, neće vredeti
Zar stvarno nema načina
Pred najezdom prostačina
Pa ti si školovan da hapsiš taj Talog
A ne da puštaš da ti izdaju nalog
Sorry, Plavi, pošaljem katkad srce na raport glavi
Od starog društva, ništa, neko je puko, neko je svirno
Ma.
ti si super, brate, ako stvarno spavaš mirno

(translation)

Well, my Blue
You were a little raw but still real
Never in a deal with 'excavator, no one aside, no one owes
You were, all in all, well-armed
What can I say, I don't know anyone like you today
Ready to, without reckoning, unravel the weak at noon
And like Gary Cooper, he came out in front of the barbarians
Yes, here and there I remember the girl we know
A whimsical rainy summer, seventy, a year of cancer
When did school love leave me because of the Cops?
Come on, it was a long time ago, since then the seven seas have merged with the Danube
While the sail of my coat was driven by the stormy sea, the winds blew
Two or three stars landed on your epaulets
And then came the priests, then the cannons, then the thieves
And the whole world was distorted
Predators crawled out, then liars, resourceful people
But who dared to remind you what you are
Only the first in the class is well remembered
I don't know, Plavi, it seemed to me that Belgrade was celebrating
Great Easter of the Spirit, all those graffiti, and then the Cordon
In front of those children like in front of a chord
You know what's next, yet She was something worthwhile
So when that June we didn't fight over her part
Are we going now, because of these desperate authorities?
It's the turn of these freaks, with a bag full of tricks
Nothing worthwhile will be worth it
Is there really no way
Before the invasion of the commoners
Well, you're trained to arrest that Sediment
Not to let them issue you a warrant
Sorry, Blue, I sometimes send a heart to report head
From the old society, nothing, some are broken, some are played
Ma.
you are great, brother, if you really sleep peacefully