Lyrics and translation Dubioza kolektiv - Brijuni

Brijuni

Brijuni

Na pulski aerodrom je sletilo više charter aviona
Sastaju se predsjednici našeg regiona
Od crnih limuzina se formirala kolona
Svi žure da gliserima skoknu do Briona

Današnja je tema siva ekonomija
Gdje se porez gubi, gdje se lova dobija
Ima l′ kak'e vajde od inostranih lobija
Teške teme pa je neizbježna gastronomija

Kod švedskog stola su Josipović i Nikolić
Polako se pridružuje i Bakir Izetbegović
Od današnjeg sastanka zabolile ih nogice
"Zašto švedskom stolu fale švedske stolice?"

Nikolić kaže: "Naše težnje i aspiracije
Su ulazak u evro-atlantske integracije"
Josipović kaže: "Čuj, kompa, kužiš
Koliko ti je krevet dug, tolk′o se i pružiš"
A Bakir bi na to samo jednu stvar da doda
"Samo nek je zdravlja, biće sve, ako Bog da
Inshalllah, ako Bog da..."

Željko Komšić puni lulu mira
Dobio je shita od zvaničnog Alžira
U oblaku dima dok uzima gitaru kaže:
"Hajde ba' da zapjevamo onu našu staru"

Politika je kurva
Ubila je bomba
Džaba svi smo isti
Svi smo ista govna

Sve tri delegacije stoje na balkonu
U dobroj atmosferi i laganom fazonu
Da li je od rakije ili dobrog shita
Svima se učinilo da čuju druga Tita

"Da vas pitam drugovi, majku li vam vašu
Zakaj ste razjebali, lijepu Jugu našu
Bratstva i jedinstva ugasili ste plamen
Svi ćete na Goli otok, tucaćete kamen"

Nije ni zbog droge, nije kriva loza
Sada opet čuju glas Josipa Broza

"Zakaj ste se usrali, samo malo humora
Da vas malo otrgnem od sastanka i umora
Zasviraj harmoniku, razvežimo kravate
Za narod ćemo lako, ko im jebe mater"

Politika je kurva
Ubila je bomba
Džaba svi smo isti
Svi smo ista govna

Brijuni

Brijuni

At Pula Airport, several charter planes have landed
The Presidents of our region are meeting
A convoy of black limousines has formed
Everyone is rushing to jump on speedboats to Brioni

Today's topic is the shadow economy
Where taxes are lost, where money is made
Is there any benefit from foreign lobbies?
Heavy topics, but gastronomy is inevitable

Josipović and Nikolić are at the buffet
Bakir Izetbegović slowly joins them
By the end of today's meeting, their legs will hurt
"Why doesn't the buffet have Swedish chairs?"

Nikolić says: "Our aspirations and goals
Are to enter the Euro-Atlantic integrations"
Josipović says: "Listen, buddy, you're crazy
Don't stretch your legs too far
But Bakir would like to add just one thing
"As long as there is health, there will be everything, God willing
Inshallah, God willing..."

Željko Komšić fills his pipe of peace
He got the shit from official Algeria
In a cloud of smoke, while picking up his guitar, he says:
"Come on, let's sing our old song"

Politics is a whore
The bomb killed her
It's in vain that we are all the same
We are all shit

All three delegations are standing on the balcony
In a good atmosphere and a relaxed mood
Whether it's from the brandy or the good shit
Everyone thought they heard another Tito

"Let me ask you, comrades, damn your mothers
Why did you ruin our beautiful Yugoslavia
You extinguished the flame of brotherhood and unity
You will all go to Goli Otok, you will break rocks

It's not because of drugs, it's not because of a vine
Now they hear the voice of Josip Broz again

"Why did you get scared, just a little humor
To distract you from the meeting and the fatigue
Play the accordion, loosen our ties
We will do it easily for the people, who cares

Politics is a whore
The bomb killed her
It's in vain that we are all the same
We are all shit