Karabaja - Zabranjeno pušenje

Ponekad nocu, kada nema svjetla

I ne vidi se put od kise i od vjetra

Sjetim se njega, Karabaja…

I tu pocinje ta prica, negdje nasred Trebevica

Auto mi je stao u mraku ko iz krimica

Strava prava, Karabaja…

Kad kroz zavjesu od kise

Pridje covjek ko da klize

Kozna jakna puna sjaja, pruza ruku

Rece kratko, Karabaja…

Ja sam biker, nisam rauber

'ajde, prosetaj do haube

Mozda napravimo nesto

Od te tvoje robe s greskom

Rece sa smjeskom

Ma, pusti, prdn’o je u sisu

A on samo rece tisu

I dok rukama si pljesn’o

Stari auto vec je kresn’o

Strava prava, Karabaja…

Rekoh sebi, simpa junkie

E, bas cu pricat' Branki

Hajmo nesto popit'

Covjek si cudan, al' duhovit

Neka hvala, Karabaja

I jos mi je rek’o, prije neg' je nest’o

Dole u Harley baru pronadji moju raju

Reci da sam te ja posl’o

I da ti srede motor

Dobar si covjek, imas jaja

Pozdravlja te Karabaja, Karabaja, Karabaja…

Ref.

2x

Karabaja mora dalje

Karabaja naci mora

Karabaja ne moze na nebo

Otic' bez motora

To be continued…

Parkiram se, udjem u Harley bar

I upratim, tu sam covjek vrlo stran

Like a krme in Teheran

Osjetim poglede na sebi

I da se smot’o ne bi

Prvi progovaram, sve vas pozdravlja Karabaja

Nasta muk u kafani

Niko nista nije pit’o

Atmosfera je bila

Ko kad je umro Tito, najveci sin

Pridje mi stariji roker

Ma, jesi normalan, jeb’o te

Karabaja se, ljepoto

Davno rast’o sa zivotom

Izb’o ga stoper, ukr’o mu motor

Ref.

3x

Karabaja mora dalje

Karabaja naci mora

Karabaja ne moze na nebo

Otic' bez motora

Sometimes at night, when there is no light

And you can't see the road from the rain and the wind

I remember him, Karabaja…

And that's where the story begins, somewhere in the middle of Trebevic

My car stopped in the dark like a crime story

Fear of Law, Karabakh…

When through a curtain of rain

A man approached as if to skate

Leather jacket full of shine, outstretched hand

Rece short, Karabaja…

I'm a biker, I'm not a rauber

Come on, walk to the hood

Maybe we can do something

From those goods of yours with error

He said with a smile

Come on, he farted in the breast

And he just said a thousand

And while you clapped your hands

The old car is already on fire

Fear of Law, Karabakh…

I said to myself, nice junkie

Well, I'll talk to Branka

Let's have a drink

You are a strange man, but witty

Thank you, Karabaya

And he told me before he disappeared

Find my paradise down at the Harley bar

Say I sent you

And fix your engine

You're a good man, you have eggs

Greetings to you Karabaja, Karabaja, Karabaja…

Ref.

2x

Karabay must move on

Carabaya finds the sea

Karabay cannot go to heaven

Go without the engine

To be continued…

I park, walk into the Harley bar

And by the way, I'm a very foreign man here

Like a feed in Tehran

I feel the looks on me

And if it didn't work out

I am the first to speak, Karabay greets you all

There was silence in the tavern

Nobody asked anything

The atmosphere was

Like when Tito died, the eldest son

An older rocker approaches me

Well, you're fucking normal

Karabaja se, beauty

Growing up with life a long time ago

A hitchhiker stabbed him, stole his engine

Ref.

3x

Karabay must move on

Carabaya finds the sea

Karabay cannot go to heaven

Go without the engine