Текст и перевод песни Prljavo Kazalište - Lupi Petama

Lupi Petama

Jednog dana kada
Ovaj rat se završi
Jedva čekam prijatelji
Sve vas, da zagrlim
Ovako sjedim sam
Pa vam ponekad
Otpjevam
Lupi petama
Reci evo sve za Hrvatsku
Poljubim zastavu
I pustim suzu neku iskrenu
O Bože čuvaj ti
Naše golubove
I sirotinju
Jer bogati se ionako
Za sebe pobrinu
Ima dana kada ne znam
Šta ću sa sobom
Jer ne vesele mene bez vas
Utakmice nedjeljom
A kada padne evo noć
Pozivam vas imenom
Vas su prekrili zastavom
I mahovinom
A ja sjedim sam
Pa ponekad za vas otpjevam
Jednog dana kada
Ovaj rat se završi
Ma jedva čekam prijatelji
Sve vas da zagrlim
O Bože čuvaj ti
Naše golubove
I sirotinju
Jer bogati se ionako
Za sebe pobrinu
Ma ima dana kada ne znam
Šta ću sa sobom
Ne vesele mene bez vas
Utakmice nedjeljom
A kada padne evo noć
Dozivam vas imenom
Vas su prekrili
Zastavom
I mahovinom
Lupi petama
Reci evo sve za Hrvatsku
Poljubi zastavu
I pusti suzu neku iskrenu
O Bože čuvaj ti
Naše golubove
I sirotinju
Jer bogati se ionako
Za sebe pobrinu
Lupi petama
Reci evo sve za Hrvatsku
O Bože čuvaj ti
Naše golubove
I sirotinju
Lupi petama
Reci evo sve za Hrvatsku
Lupi petama
Pa reci evo sve za Hrvatsku
Pa lupi peatama
Reci evo sve za Hrvatsku
Lupi petama

Wounded Feet

One day when
This war is over
I can't wait, my friends
To hug all of you
I sit here alone
And sometimes
I sing to you
Wounded feet
Say here, everything for Croatia
I kiss the flag
And I shed a sincere tear
Oh God, you protect
Our doves
And the poor
Because the rich will
Look after themselves anyway
There are days when I don't know
What to do with myself
Because I can't be happy without you
At the football games on Sunday
And when the night falls
I call you by name
They covered you with a flag
And moss
And I sit here alone
And sometimes I sing for you
One day when
This war is over
I can't wait, my friends
To hug all of you
Oh God, you protect
Our doves
And the poor
Because the rich will
Look after themselves anyway
There are days when I don't know
What to do with myself
I can't be happy without you
At the football games on Sunday
And when the night falls
I call out to you by name
They covered you with
A flag
And moss
Wounded feet
Say here, everything for Croatia
I kiss the flag
And I shed a sincere tear
Oh God, you protect
Our doves
And the poor
Because the rich will
Look after themselves anyway
Wounded feet
Say here, everything for Croatia
Oh God, you protect
Our doves
And the poor
Wounded feet
Say here, everything for Croatia
Wounded feet
And say here, everything for Croatia
And stomp your feet
Say here, everything for Croatia
Wounded feet