Текст песни и перевод на английский Zabranjeno pušenje - Jugo 45 (Live)

Jugo 45 (Live)

Kažu da su čuda svijeta piramide afričke
Kažu da su čuda svijeta velike rijeke Indije
Al' nijedno čudo nije bilo ravno onome
Kad je stari uparkir'o u bašču Jugu 45

Skupio se sav komšiluk i pola rodbine
Ono pola nije moglo, nije moglo od muke
Stara napravila mezu, ispekla 'urmašice
Stari otiš'o u granap po još logistike

Bilo je to dobro vrijeme
Sve na kredit, sve za raju, jarane
U auto naspi čorbe, pa u Trst po farmerke
Bilo je to dobro vrijeme
Te na izlet, te malo na more
U kući puno smijeha
U bašći Jugo 45

Vozio komšija Franjo, da proda jabuke
Vozio komšija Momo, da mu ženu porode
Vozio ga daidža Mirso, kad je iš'o u kurvaluke
Vozio ga malo i ja, kad bi mazn'o ključeve

Bilo je to dobro vrijeme
Sve na kredit, sve za raju, jarane
U auto naspi čorbe, pa u Trst po farmerke
Bilo je to dobro vrijeme
Te na izlet, te malo na more
U kući puno smijeha
U bašći Jugo 45

Virio sam jedno veče, iz bašće čuo glasove
Momo, Franjo, daidža Mirso nešto tiho govore
Onda pružiše si ruke, na komšiju se ne može
Onda popiše po jednu i razguliše
Izgledao je baš mali to veče naš Jugo 45
Izgledao je baš mali to veče naš Jugo 45

Pobjegli smo jednog jutra s dvije kese najlonske
Prvo malo Lenjinovom, pa preko Ljubljanske
Danas nam je mnogo bolje, novi grad i novi stan
Stari nam je post'o fora, kantonalni ministar

Ali meni je u glavi uvijek ista slika, siti fleš
Stara kuća, mala bašća, i u njoj Jugo 45
Ali meni je u glavi uvijek ista slika, siti fleš
Stara kuća, mala bašća, i Jugo 45

Jugo 45 (Live)

They say the wonders of the world are the pyramids of Africa
They say the wonders of the world are the great rivers of India
But no wonder ever came close to the one
When my old man parked the Yugo 45 in the garden, sweetheart

The whole neighborhood gathered, and half the family too
The other half couldn't, couldn't bear the excitement, darling
Mom made a spread, baked some 'urmašice' (date cookies)
Dad went to the store for more supplies, my love

Those were good times, babe
Everything on credit, everything for the good people, buddy
Fill the car with soup, then off to Trieste for jeans, honey
Those were good times, sweetheart
A trip here, a little trip to the seaside
Lots of laughter in the house, my dear
A Yugo 45 in the garden

Neighbor Franjo drove it, to sell apples, my love
Neighbor Momo drove it, to take his wife to give birth, darling
Uncle Mirso drove it, when he went to the brothels, babe
I drove it a little too, when I'd sneak the keys, honey

Those were good times, sweetheart
Everything on credit, everything for the good people, buddy
Fill the car with soup, then off to Trieste for jeans, my love
Those were good times, darling
A trip here, a little trip to the seaside
Lots of laughter in the house, my dear
A Yugo 45 in the garden

I peeked out one evening, heard voices from the garden, babe
Momo, Franjo, Uncle Mirso quietly talking about something, honey
Then they shook hands, you can't hold a grudge against a neighbor, darling
Then they each had a drink and took off, sweetheart
Our Yugo 45 looked really small that night, my love
Our Yugo 45 looked really small that night, my dear

We ran away one morning with two plastic bags, honey
First a little down Lenjinova street, then across Ljubljanska, babe
We're much better off today, new city, new apartment, darling
My old man's become a big shot, a cantonal minister, sweetheart

But I always have the same image in my head, a vivid flash, my love
The old house, the small garden, and the Yugo 45 in it, darling
But I always have the same image in my head, a vivid flash, babe
The old house, the small garden, and the Yugo 45, honey