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Tužna priča o selu

Nisan Radu čuje rode, ima barem dvamiseca
Još san mu i unda reka: "Ubić′ te ki zeca!"
E, e unda, kad mi je džoing na sto meknije
Ja s'n se samo prinije i jope reka: "′Es' se s pameti smetnije!?"
Veli muč Rade, slušaj, to ti je ključ budućnosti
Najbolje je sad početi dok imamo mogućnosti
Ma kak'e mogućnosti odma s′n ga plesnije
Pa′j priko stol'ce, a ja kil janjetine nasto′ meknije
"Gub' mi se s očiju drogašu!!!", odma san mu reka
Da se nis′ ni u ludilu pojavije kad buden peka.
(Pravo s' mu reka ned′ljemi. Elde 'esn…)

Koga, čega? Janjetine!
Komu, čemu? Meni!
S kin, s čin? S kapulicon mladon!

Ka's mi Mile to reka nis′n moga ni ist′ spavat
Od puste muke s'n oča kolo vrta okopavat
Ispuvala me bura, odma me i glava zabolila
Veljo "Iđen kući pop′ti edno dva tri andola!"
Doša s'n kući andola rode ni zalik nema
Al dobroj′ bar vidin eno mate' večeru sprema
"Pogledaj de to po škabelićin po papirin, molin te Krešo!!!"
"Čekaj ćaća evo baba kuva janjetinu lešo!!"

Koga, čega? Janjetine!
Komu, čemu? Meni!
S kin, s čin? S kapulicon mladon!

Posolije, popaprije, privrnije, okrenije
Na ražanj nabije i sve dobro pripremije
Došjo j′ po sela sve se lipo soli
Ma mene t' diko još uvik glavurda boli
Vidin Brašo za papršnjak moli. Veli Rade: "Još uvik glava boli!? Evo de ti andoli!!"
Daj t'i, čet′, pe šest sve i′ šišnen doli, zalijen čašon vina i više ne boli.

Kakve s'ti ovo tablete, diza b′ sam palete
Ned'lje t′ svete, šaltan do brzine pete

A to s' mu to podvalije Rade ruke t′ se osušile, prikinle prikopolak, vrane t' glavu izbuš'le
O guje te uguš′le, zmije te klale, babe te nesrićon zvale, oči t′ iz glave ispale
Vidin Rade isprid mene protrča, ki konj izbalotije oči

Sad Story About the Village

Nisan Radu hears kinfolks, it's been at least two months
I said to him then and there: "I'll kill you like a hare!"
Hey, hey then, when he started talking so softly
I just smiled and said: "Are you out of your mind!?"
Rade said quietly, listen, this is the key to the future
Best to start now while we have possibilities
What possibilities, I asked him right away
Come over here, and I'll slice up a kilo of lamb
"Get out of my sight, you drug addict!!!", I told him right away
So that he wouldn't appear in my madness when I'm drunk.
(I told him straight. There you have it...)

Who, what? Lamb!
To whom, to what? Me!
With who, with what? With a young hoodlum!

After Mile told me that, I couldn't sleep a wink
From the pain, I started digging around my garden
The wind has worn me out, my head started aching right away
I said: "I'm going home to take a couple of pills!"
I came home, darling, there's no andol in sight
But thank goodness, I see your mother preparing dinner
"Look at that on the little table, on the paper, please, Krešo!!!"
"Wait, Daddy, here's mommy cooking a lamb delicacy!!"

Who, what? Lamb!
To whom, to what? Me!
With who, with what? With a young hoodlum!

Salted it, peppered it, flipped it, turned it
Put it on a spit and prepared everything well
It arrived from the village, everything is salted nicely
But my dear, my headache still hurts
I see Brašo begging for paper. Rade says: "Still a headache!? Here, take some andol!!"
Give it to me, four, five, six, all the way down, wash it down with a glass of wine, and it won't hurt anymore.

What kind of pills are these, I've been carrying bricks
For a week, holy moly, shivering to the speed of light

And Rade slipped that to me, his hands dried up, fingers cut off at the middle, ravens pecking at his head
May vipers choke you, may snakes slay you, may crones call you unfortunate, may your eyes fall out of your head
I see Rade running in front of me, eyes bulging out like a horse