Lyrics of Đedovina - Who See

Đedovina (original)

Nije stic’o đed imanje šeme laganini
No mukotrpnim radom u strogoj disciplini
Cio život mu je bio k’o u Palestini
I prolio krvca kad je bio Musolini
Sve je to ostalo, posle, onoj babetini
U cjelini dvije kuće, pojate, masline, mlini
Treba iskoristit' resurse u ovoj pripizdini
Da se trsi đedovina k’o i svi u okolini
A s kapitalom bih mog’o sve hirove da izmirim
Pa da po rivi nosim skupu robu, što da ne, izvini
Kupe telefoni, dobra auta, motorini… Jednom se živi!
Još samo da se srede još neki papiri
Ođe prisutni zbore da mi đa'o iz očiju viri
U novopečene paraše uklapaju maniri
I da primirim, a svi bi zabalili po gotovini
Kad umre baba da se stavi cijena đedovini
Da se trsi đedovina ja sam za
Familija vidim da je đedovina da ostaje
Izgleda niko nebi da se, lijepo, to prodaje
A ima svako posle da se kaje, glavu dajem
Sve ih gledam, ne znam je l' me neko zajebae
Dajte, ljudi, to što prije da se miče
Okačićemo slike, neko na oglase će viđet'
Doć' će da obiđe, sve će strašno mu se sviđet
K’o iznad đedovine nebo plavo nije niđe
Godine piče, a treba nam para svima
Da život ne bude klimav, kad zatreba da se ima
Što treba — da se poplaće, kad zafali — da se nađe
I dug svaki da je vraćen, sve te stvari puno znače
Stari me gleda krivo, stara mi se mršti
Misli da bi' mog’o isti sekund pare skršit'
A svi ćemo bit' dobri, svako brk će da omrsi
Kad ne služi svrsi dajte da se to sad trsi
Da se trsi đedovina ja sam za

(translation)

Grandpa didn't have a lightweight scheme
But hard work in strict discipline
His whole life was like Palestine
And shed blood when he was Mussolini
All that was left, after that, to that old woman
In the whole two houses, chapels, olive groves, mills
We need to use the resources in this area
To shake my grandfather like everyone else in the area
And with capital, I could reconcile all whims
So to carry expensive goods on the waterfront, why not, sorry
Buy phones, good cars, motorcycles… Once you live!
Just to sort out some more paperwork
Those present said that the devil was peeking out of my eyes
Manners fit into the newly baked parashes
And to calm down, and everyone would care about cash
When grandma dies to put a price on grandparents
To shake the ancestry I am for
I see the family as a grandfather to stay
Looks like no one would like to sell it, nice
And everyone has to repent later, I give my head
I watch them all, I don't know if someone fucked me
Get people moving as soon as possible
We will hang pictures, someone will see the ads'
He will come to visit, he will like everything terribly
As if above the sky, the blue sky is no lower
He has been drinking for years, and we all need money
That life is not shaky, when it needs to be
What he needs - to be repaid, when he fails - to be found
And if everyone's debt is repaid, all those things mean a lot
The old man looks at me wrong, the old woman frowns at me
He thinks he could 'break the same second of money'
And we will all be good, every mustache will grow
When it doesn't serve a purpose, let it shake now
To shake the ancestry I am for