Lyrics and translation Haustor - Radnička Klasa Odlazi U Raj

Radnička Klasa Odlazi U Raj

U cekaonu na prvom peronu
Gdje crni davo toci prvi konjak
Iznad mracnih pogleda trulih lica
Kroz prozor prhne crna ptica
I veli tada veli grdi crni stvor
Never more

Bolje je da odete prilike su nove
Ulozi u povjesti dosao je kraj
U pola cetri ujutro sa perona pet
Radnicka klasa odlazi u raj
Pa pa proleteri
Pa pa proleteri

A crni davo rukavice skida
On pruza ruke grli se sa svima
Poljubi ruzu baci je u rulju
I vikne: ah ta nesretna sudbina
Placam pice svakome ko ostane
Never more
Placam pice svakome ko ostane

Bolje je da odemo prilike su nove
Ulozi u povjesti dosao je kraj
U pola cetri ujutro sa perona pet
Radnicka klasa odlazi u raj

Momci u plavim kapicama
Krenuli su na put
Oni vodiju svoje klince mandolince
Oni vodiju svoje debele zene
Oni vleceju ruksake
I prtiju kofere
Oni
Oni sedneju vu kupete
Bele demizonke navlaciju
Oni ideju na najveci vikend vu zivlenju
Oni ideju na najljepsi vikend vu zivlenju
Sebe buju nasli tam
Se buju nasli tam

The Working Class Goes to Heaven

At the waiting room on the first platform
Where the black devil pours the first cognac
Above the dark faces of rotten faces
A black bird flies through the window
And then the ugly black creature says
Nevermore

It's better to leave, the opportunities are new
The stakes in history have come to an end
At half past three in the morning from platform five
The working class is going to heaven
Bye-bye proletariats
Bye-bye proletariats

And the black devil takes off his gloves
He puts his arms around her and embraces her
Kisses the rose and throws it in the crowd
And shouts: oh that wretched fate
I'll pay for drinks for anyone who stays
Nevermore
I'll pay for drinks for anyone who stays

It's better to leave, the opportunities are new
The stakes in history have come to an end
At half past three in the morning from platform five
The working class is going to heaven

Boys in blue caps
They set out on a journey
They bring their children, mandolins
They bring their fat wives
They pull backpacks
And pull suitcases
They
They sit in compartments
They pull on white demijohns
They go to the biggest weekend of their lives
They go to the most beautiful weekend of their lives
They will find themselves there
They will find themselves there