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Fildžan Viška (Live)

69-a moj stari i ja
Na biciklima
Pa pravac Ilidža put rijeka, livada
Gdje teferići raja iz Sarajeva
Ćebe, pivara, roštilj i odbojka
Sve šareno poput ćilima
A sa radija "Plima" od Indexa
I vijesti iz Vijetnama

I stari reče tad: Vidiš tu svako zna
Politika je prosta stvar
Kafu kad zakuvaš, fildžan se ostavlja
Ako 'ko naiđe, jebi ga

To ovdje svako zna
To je raja iz Sarajeva
To ovdje svako zna
To je raja iz Sarajeva
Iz moga Sarajeva

84-e je pao snijeg
I skupio se čitav svijet
Pa skije na rame
I sanke u ruke
Put Rajske doline

Begovu džamiju nekom kauboju
Jalija prodala
Strendžeri skontali
Da slava i novčići
I nisu najvažniji
U votaži

I stari reče tad: Vidiš sada
Čitav svijet zna
Da postoji grad
Gdje se kafa zakuva
I fildžan ostavlja
Ako 'ko naiđe, jebi ga

To ovdje svako zna
To je raja iz Sarajeva
To ovdje svako zna
To je raja iz Sarajeva
Iz moga Sarajeva

Proljeće '92. vreli čelik raznese
Sve komšiluke i sve derneke
Kažu, sve dosada
Je laž i obmana
Zavjera ustaško-džihadska
Il upali foluška

I stari reče tad, čisteći zgarišta
Ne žalim žutog yugu, a ni stan
Već što više nikada
Kafu kad zakuvam, fildžan neću ostavljat
Ako ko naiđe, jebi ga

To ovdje svako zna
To je raja iz Sarajeva
Raja iz Sarajeva
Iz moga Sarajeva

Raja iz Sarajeva
Iz moga Sarajeva
Iz moga Sarajeva

To je raja iz Sarajeva
Iz moga Sarajeva

Raja iz Sarajeva
To je raja iz Sarajeva
Raja iz Sarajeva
Iz moga Sarajeva

To je raja iz Sarajeva
Iz moga Sarajeva

An Extra Cup (Live)

'69, my old man and I
On our bicycles
Heading to Ilidža, towards the rivers and meadows
Where the folks from Sarajevo had their picnics
Blankets, beer, barbecue, and volleyball
All colorful like a kilim rug
And from the "Plima" radio station, Indexi's music
And news from Vietnam

And my old man said then: See, everyone here knows
Politics is a simple thing
When you brew coffee, you leave an extra cup
If someone comes by, what the hell

Everyone here knows that
That's the folks from Sarajevo
Everyone here knows that
That's the folks from Sarajevo
From my Sarajevo

In '84, the snow fell
And the whole world gathered
Skis on shoulders
And sleds in hand
Towards Rajska dolina (Paradise Valley)

Someone sold Begova Mosque to some cowboy
Jalija sold it
Strangers realized
That fame and coins
Aren't the most important things
In life

And my old man said then: See now
The whole world knows
That there's a city
Where coffee is brewed
And an extra cup is left
If someone comes by, what the hell

Everyone here knows that
That's the folks from Sarajevo
Everyone here knows that
That's the folks from Sarajevo
From my Sarajevo

Spring of '92, hot steel tore apart
All the neighborhoods and all the parties
They say, everything before
Was a lie and a deception
A Ustaše-Jihadist conspiracy
Or a crazy idea

And my old man said then, cleaning the ashes
I don't regret the yellow Yugo, or the apartment
But what I regret is that never again
When I brew coffee, I won't leave an extra cup
If someone comes by, what the hell

Everyone here knows that
That's the folks from Sarajevo
The folks from Sarajevo
From my Sarajevo

The folks from Sarajevo
From my Sarajevo
From my Sarajevo

That's the folks from Sarajevo
From my Sarajevo

The folks from Sarajevo
That's the folks from Sarajevo
The folks from Sarajevo
From my Sarajevo

That's the folks from Sarajevo
From my Sarajevo