Текст и перевод песни Zabranjeno Pusenje - Nedelja kad je otišao Hase

Nedelja kad je otišao Hase

Ljudi su isli u kolonama,
Nikom nije smetao vjetar sto je dunuo,
Te majske nedelje je dosao Osijek,
Al' opet je Kosevo bilo puno.
Bio sam tad jos sasma mali,
I nisam znao zasto neki placu,
Rekoh sebi provucu se dzaba,
Sijesti negdje i navijacu.
Prodjoh pored jednog redara,
On samo svoju cigaru pali,
Kaze prodji sad i ne boj se nista,
Danas te niko nece dirati mali.
Sjedoh negdje u guzvu, u raju,
I cuh samo brujanje mase:
Danas nam odlazi Hasim Ferhatovic,
Danas nam odlazi nas Hase.
Nedelja kad je otisao Hase!
Nedelja kad je otisao Hase!
Nedelja kad je otisao Hase!
I BBC na mome radiju,
Oslobodjenje u mojim rukama.
I dok je utakmica ova trajala,
Stariji ljudi su uzimali rijec,
Sine, Hase je tukao Engleze, Svabe i Ruse,
I ovo sad mu je poslednji mec.
Bijese rezultat jedan-jedan,
Kad sudija odsvira kraj.
Spustise se zastave stadiona Kosevo,
Stade jedna nedelja da se nastavi maj.
Maj!
Nedelja kad je otisao Hase!
Nedelja kad je otisao Hase!
Nedelja kad je otisao Hase!
I BBC na mome radiju,
Oslobodjenje u mojim rukama.
Nedelja kad je otisao Hase!
Okrenu se Hase poslednji put,
Nedelja kad je otisao Hase!
Uzdignutih pesnica i ozarena lica,
Nedelja kad je otisao Hase!
Kao da veli mene vise nema,
Ali imate jos mnogo vaznih utakmica!
Izlazili smo svi iz stadiona cutke,
Culo se samo brujanje mase,
Poneki usklik i poneka zastava,
Svi u napad, jedan je Hase!
Svi u napad,
Svi u napad,
Svi u napad,
Jedan je Hase!
Svi u napad!
Svi u napad!
Svi u napad!
Jedan je Hase!
Svi u napad!
Jugoslavija!
Svi u napad!
Jugoslavija!
Svi u napad!
Jugoslavija!
Jedan je Hase!
Jugoslavija!
Jugoslavija!
Jugoslavija!
Jugoslavija!
Jugoslavija!

The Sunday When Hase Departed

The masses marched in columns,
No one was bothered by the wind that blew,
That May Sunday Osijek had arrived,
But once again Kosevo was full.
I was still quite young then,
And did not know why some were crying,
I told myself they're just going to slip through,
Sit down somewhere and cheer.
I passed by a policeman,
He just lit his cigarette,
Said go ahead and don't be afraid,
Today no one will hurt you, little one.
I sat down amidst the frenzy, in heaven,
And only heard the masses chanting:
"Today Hasim Ferhatovic leaves us,
Today our Hase leaves us."
The Sunday when Hase departed!
The Sunday when Hase departed!
The Sunday when Hase departed!
And BBC on my radio,
Oslobodjenje in my hands.
And while this match lasted,
The elders took the floor,
My boy, Hase fought the English, the Swabians and the Russians,
And this is his last game.
The score was a draw,
When the referee blew the final whistle.
The flags of the Kosevo stadium were lowered,
And May continued for another week.
May!
The Sunday when Hase departed!
The Sunday when Hase departed!
The Sunday when Hase departed!
And BBC on my radio,
Oslobodjenje in my hands.
The Sunday when Hase departed!
Hase turned around for the last time,
The Sunday when Hase departed!
With raised fists and a radiant face,
The Sunday when Hase departed!
As if to say I'm gone,
But you still have many important games!
We all left the stadium in silence,
Only the murmur of the masses could be heard,
Some exclamations and a few flags,
Everybody attack, there's only one Hase!
Everybody attack,
Everybody attack,
Everybody attack,
There's only one Hase!
Everybody attack!
Everybody attack!
Everybody attack!
There's only one Hase!
Everybody attack!
Yugoslavia!
Everybody attack!
Yugoslavia!
Everybody attack!
Yugoslavia!
There's only one Hase!
Yugoslavia!
Yugoslavia!
Yugoslavia!
Yugoslavia!
Yugoslavia!