Stari Put Za Novi Sad - Bajaga & Instruktori

Sa one strane reke

Gde vodi stari put za Novi Sad

Ja živeo sam nekad

I zato često sanjam Donji grad

Tu preko puta «Juge»

Je bila železnička stanica

A preko puta «Juge»

Je bila zemunska železnička stanica

When the train

Comes to the station

I got the suitcase

In my hand

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Dok Dunav nosi mulj

Na svakom prstu po žulj

I štim se kvari na gitari

To je uvek bilo najbolje za blues

Noćas su ovde svi

Samo nedostajšs ti

Dođi, pokreni sve u meni

Budi tu pre nego noć se završi

A dole kod fontane

Fender Bronco svirali su braća Joe

I bottleneck i usnjak

I svakog dana vežbali smo to

Sa jednim momkom iz Banata

Menj’o sam Gibsona

Za Strata s' koferom

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Dok Dunav nosi mulj

Na svakom prstu po žulj

I štim se kvari na gitari

To je uvek bilo najbolje za blues

Noćas su ovde svi

Samo nedostajšs ti

Dođi, pokreni sve u meni

Budi tu pre nego noć se završi (x2)

Sa one strane reke

Gde ide stari put za Novi Sad

Završava se Zemun

I uliva u Novi Beograd

Tu živeo sam nekad

I zato često sanjam Donji grad

On the other side of the river

Where the old road leads to Novi Sad

I lived once

And that's why I often dream of Lower Town

There, across the road from "Juga"

It was a railway station

And across the road from "Juga"

It was the Zemun railway station

When the train

Comes to the station

I got the suitcase

In my hand

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While the Danube carries silt

A blister on each finger

And the tuning breaks on the guitar

It's always been the best for the blues

Everyone is here tonight

I just miss you

Come, stir everything in me

Be there before the night is over

And down by the fountain

The Fender Bronco was played by the Joe Brothers

Both a bottleneck and a mouthpiece

And every day we practiced it

With a guy from Banat

I changed Gibson

For Strata with a suitcase

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While the Danube carries silt

A blister on each finger

And the tuning breaks on the guitar

It's always been the best for the blues

Everyone is here tonight

I just miss you

Come, stir everything in me

Be there before the night is over (x2)

On the other side of the river

Where does the old road to Novi Sad go?

Zemun ends

And flows into New Belgrade

I used to live there

And that's why I often dream of Lower Town