Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Requiem, artist - Đorđe Balašević. Album song Panta Rei, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.1987
Record label: croatia
Song language: Bosnian
Requiem(original) |
| Kad god prođem ulicom, sa tvojim imenom |
| Pomislim na onu pesmu… |
| Već je godinama ne pevam |
| Stari refren nikom ne treba |
| A ljudi pesme, kratko pamte |
| Komandante… |
| Ostaće u knjigama i priča o nama: |
| Balkan krajem jednog veka |
| Svako pleme crta granicu |
| Svi bi hteli svoju stranicu… |
| Tope se snovi kao sante |
| Ej Komandante… |
| Na barikadama, su opet zastave |
| Svet ide, k’o na praznike |
| I decu izvode, s' jutarnje nastave |
| Da vide, gladne radnike… |
| A gde smo mi, naivni |
| Što smo se dizali na «Hej Sloveni»? |
| Kao da smo uz tu priču izmišljeni (i prevareni…) |
| Vremena su nezgodna, za momka kao ja |
| Koji gleda svoja posla… |
| Nisam lutak da me naviju |
| Imam samo Jugoslaviju… |
| Sve druge baklje, bez mene plamte |
| E Komandante… |
| I svi su tu, da dobiju na toj lutriji… |
| Na barikadama, su uvek najbrži |
| Al' nikad i najmudriji |
| I kad god prođem ulicom, sa tvojim imenom |
| Pomislim na Panta rei… |
| Baciće se, tako, neki lik |
| Kamenom i na tvoj spomenik |
| Jer sve se menja |
| I sve teče… Čoveče |
| (translation) |
| Whenever I walk down the street, with your name on it |
| I think of that song… |
| I haven't sung it in years |
| Nobody needs an old chorus |
| And people remember the song for a short time |
| Commander… |
| Stories about us will remain in the books: |
| The Balkans at the end of a century |
| Each tribe draws a line |
| Everyone would like their page… |
| Dreams melt like snowdrops |
| Hey Commander… |
| At the barricades, there are flags again |
| The world is going on like a holiday |
| They also take the children out of the morning classes |
| To see, hungry workers… |
| And where are we, naive |
| What did we get on "Hey Slavs"? |
| It's as if we were made up (and deceived uz) with that story |
| Times are awkward, for a guy like me |
| Who looks after his business… |
| I'm not a puppet to be cheered on |
| I only have Yugoslavia… |
| All the other torches, without me, are burning |
| E Commander… |
| And everyone is there to win the lottery… |
| At the barricades, they are always the fastest |
| But never the wisest |
| And whenever I walk down the street, with your name on it |
| I think of Panta rei… |
| That's how a character will be cast |
| With a stone and on your monument |
| Because everything is changing |
| And everything flows… Man |