Lyrics of Stari Orkestar - Đorđe Balašević

Stari Orkestar (original)

Taj orkestar stari, nema pojma u stvari
I večito peva svoje «tra-la-la-la»
I što da se menja, kad su uslovi čisti:
Prvi su i jedini su na Top-listi
Taj orkestar stari, dugo pali i žari
Uz evergreen temu zvanu «tra-la-la-la»
I što da se vežba, da se proširi lager
Za publiku je dosta jedan jedini šlager!
I samo ja, pa ja
O draga gospoja
O tako pametan
I tako postojan
I ja ću da vam sviram
A vi plešite
U krug i pogled dole
I ne grešite
Taj orkestar stari, dobro poznaje stvari
Čim traje toliko uz «tra-la-la-la»!
Da stigneš do neba, treba znanja i truda
A niko od nas za to nema … snage
Taj orkestar stari, audicije kvari
Jer pevaju neki svoje «tra-la-la-la»
Al' brzo se svaki anti-talenat smiri
Jer slučajno su stari momci vrhovni žiri
Ovi što gude se najviše trude
Al' već u refrenu sve drukčije bude
Dominiraju trube
Koriste bubnjeve bolje od grupa
I svima pokazuju kako se lupa
Nikad ritam ne gube
Taj orkestar stari, ima izvesne čari
Al' već se pevuši novo «tra-la-la-la»
I što više slušam, sve sam više tog dojma
Da nikad nisu imali pojma, pojma!

(translation)

That orchestra is old, no idea
And he sings his "tra-la-la-la" forever
And what to change, when the conditions are clean:
They are the first and only ones on the Top List
That orchestra is old, burning and glowing for a long time
With an evergreen theme called "tra-la-la-la"
And what to practice, to expand the camp
One hit is enough for the audience!
And just me, well me
Oh dear lady
Oh so smart
And so persistent
I'll play for you too
And you dance
In a circle and look down
And make no mistake
That orchestra is old, he knows things well
As soon as it lasts so long with "tra-la-la-la"!
It takes knowledge and effort to get to heaven
And none of us have the strength to do that
That orchestra is old, auditions are ruining it
Because some sing their "tra-la-la-la"
But quickly every anti-talent calmed down
Because by chance the old guys are the top jury
Those who gossip work hardest
But everything will be different in the refrain
Trumpets dominate
They use drums better than groups
And they show everyone how to beat
They never lose rhythm
That orchestra is old, it has certain charms
But the new "tra-la-la-la" is already being sung
And the more I listen, the more I get that impression
That they never had a clue, a clue!