Текст и перевод песни Darko Rundek - More More

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Otkada idemo na more svake godine
Uvijek nove stvari su potrebne
Al na kraju svata fali
Jer na fiæo je premali

Popis smo pisali tjednima prije puta
A svako brisanje nanosi bol
Svakoj stvari pravo mjesto naði
I ne preputaj se svaði

I ne zaboravi:
Drveni ugljen, rotilj, tri ligetula
Suncobran, peraje, maske,
Naoèale za sunce, karte,
Tenisice, termosicu, Tarzana,
Karl Maya, lauf,
Badmington, japanke, loptu, unku, peka,
Foto aparat
I veliki karnister s vinom

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Ti si najljepi za me kraj
Ti si prirode divan dar
Koji stalno me zove

Kad nad morem vidi dugu kreni za njom
I uzmi sve to ti treba
Jer nae laðe plove, slobodno Jadranom
Pogledaj koliko vode

Tu sija sunce milionima koji rade
Pa su doli da im valovi speru znoj
To su oni to su stupali sred parade
Hrabri ljudi u domovini ponosnoj

Jer netko nam stalno prijeti
Al mi æemo raðe mrijeti

Momak u bijelim hlaèama pali radio,
Orkestar svira
Plavojku ja sam Jasnu k sebi posadio
Da joj isprièam film

Jer noæu su komarci
Apai i komanèi

Al netko nam stalno prijeti
Al mi æemo raðe mrijeti

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Ever since we started going out to sea each year
Every time we need new things
But by our journey's end something's always missing
For our car is far too small

For weeks before our trip we make a list
And each item we cross off brings us pain
We find a proper place for every single thing
And avoid arguing if we can

And don't forget:
Charcoal, a grill, three spatulas
A sunshade, swim fins, masks,
Sunglasses, playing cards,
Tennis shoes, a thermos, a Tarzan,
Karl May, sneakers,
Badminton, flip-flops, a ball, a scuba tank, a roast,
A camera
And a large jug of wine

The sea, the sea
You are my favorite place
You are nature's beautiful gift
That constantly calls to me

When you see a rainbow over the sea, follow it
And take everything you need
For our boats sail freely on the Adriatic
Look how much water there is

The sun shines for the millions who work there
And they come so that the waves can wash away their sweat
These are the ones who marched in the parade
Brave people in our proud homeland

For there are those who constantly threaten us
But we would rather die

A young man in white pants turns on the radio
The orchestra plays
I've invited the blonde, Jasna, to sit next to me
So I can tell her a story

Because at night there are mosquitoes
And also communists

But there are those who constantly threaten us
But we would rather die