Текст и перевод песни Zabranjeno pušenje - Srce, Ruke I Lopata

Srce, Ruke I Lopata

Domovina naša je rodila
Hiljade i hiljade junaka
Jedan od tih delija
To je moj komšija Avdija
Nije bio on niti bombaš
Nije bio on niti sportista
Sve što je imao od oružja
To su srce, ruke i lopata

Zemlja je bila srušena
Valjalo se dizati iz pepela
Radio je tada Avdija
Ko što radi deset armija
Jednog je dana, 23. oktobra
Zlatna značka udarna
Zasjala na njegovim grudima

Dugo će se sjećati Avdija
Tog jesenjeg podneva
Dugo će se sjećati
Riječi jednog od drugova
"Ti si naš ponos, Avdija
Ti si naš ponos ko zastava"
Našla se i slika njegova
Usred fabričkih novina

Njegov je dan udaran
A njegov san hiljadu tona za jedan dan
Njegov je dan udaran
A njegov san hiljadu tona za jedan dan

Dođoše nova vremena
Izgubi se negdje Avdija
Zaboravismo svi na njega
Imamo dovoljno bagera
Samo ponekad, pred Prvi maj
Zovne ga direktor osnovne
Da uveliča proslave
Priča anegdote i podvige

Tog dana Avdija
Pokupi plakete i ordenje
U okićenom razredu
Počasno mjesto zauzme
Prije nego pred klince izađe
Koju ljutu popije
Kao pjesnik što ne vjeruje
U vlastite stihove

Njegov je dan udaran
A njegov san hiljadu tona za jedan dan
Njegov je dan udaran
A njegov san hiljadu tona za jedan dan

Njegov je dan udaran
A njegov san hiljadu tona za jedan dan
Njegov je dan udaran
A njegov san hiljadu tona za jedan dan

Njegov je dan udaran
A njegov san hiljadu tona za jedan dan
Njegov je dan

Heart, Hands and a Shovel

Our homeland gave birth
To thousands and thousands of heroes
One of these brave lads
Was my neighbor Avdija, my dear
He wasn't a bomber, no, not he
Nor was he an athlete, you see
All the weapons he possessed, my love,
Were his heart, his hands, and a shovel, from above.

The land was in ruins, dear,
It had to rise from the ashes, it's clear
Avdija worked then, my sweet,
Like ten armies, can you believe it?
One day, on the 23rd of October, my dove,
A golden ударна badge, a symbol of love,
Shone brightly on his chest, you see.

Avdija will remember for a long time, honey,
That autumn afternoon, sunny,
He will long remember, dear,
The words of one of his comrades, so clear,
"You are our pride, Avdija, my love,
You are our pride, like a flag, from above."
His picture was also found, my dove,
In the middle of the factory newspaper, you see.

His day was ударan, my sweet,
And his dream a thousand tons in a day, can you believe it?
His day was ударan, dear,
And his dream a thousand tons in a day, it's clear.

New times came, my love,
Avdija got lost somewhere, from above,
We all forgot about him, you see,
We have enough excavators, honey,
Only sometimes, before May Day, dear,
The elementary school principal calls him, it's clear,
To grace the celebrations, my sweet,
Tell anecdotes and feats, can you believe it?

That day Avdija, my dove,
Collects plaques and medals, a symbol of love,
In the decorated classroom, you see,
He takes the place of honor, honey,
Before he goes out in front of the kids, dear,
He drinks a shot of something strong, it's clear,
Like a poet who doesn't believe, my sweet,
In his own verses, can you believe it?

His day was ударan, my love,
And his dream a thousand tons in a day, from above,
His day was ударan, you see,
And his dream a thousand tons in a day, honey.

His day was ударan, dear,
And his dream a thousand tons in a day, it's clear,
His day was ударan, my sweet,
And his dream a thousand tons in a day, can you believe it?

His day was ударan, my dove,
And his dream a thousand tons in a day, a symbol of love,
His day was