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Otkada idemo na more svake godine

Uvijek nove stvari su potrebne

Al na kraju sva ta fali

Jer na fiæo je premali

Popis smo pisali tjednima prije puta

A svako brisanje nanosi bol

Svakoj stvari pravo mjesto naði

I ne prepu taj se svaði

I ne zaboravi:

Drveni ugljen, ro tilj, tri lige tula

Suncobran, peraje, maske

Naoèale za sunce, karte

Tenisice, termosicu, Tarzana

Karl Maya, lauf

Badmington, japanke, loptu, unku, peka

Foto aparat

I veliki karnister s vinom

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Ti si najljep i za me kraj

Ti si prirode divan dar

Koji stalno me zove

Kad nad morem vidi dugu kreni za njom

I uzmi sve to ti treba

Jer na e laðe plove, slobodno Jadranom

Pogledaj koliko vode

Tu sija sunce milionima koji rade

Pa su do li da im valovi speru znoj

To su oni to su stupali sred parade

Hrabri ljudi u domovini ponosnoj

Jer netko nam stalno prijeti

Al mi æemo raðe mrijeti

Momak u bijelim hlaèama pali radio

Orkestar svira

Plavojku ja sam Jasnu k sebi posadio

Da joj isprièam film

Jer noæu su komarci

Apa i i komanèi

Al netko nam stalno prijeti

Al mi æemo raðe mrijeti

Ever since we go to sea every year

Always new things are needed

But in the end, all that is missing

Because it's too small

We wrote the list weeks before the trip

And every wipe hurts

Find the right place for everything

And don't get into that fight

And don't forget:

Charcoal, ro tilj, three tula leagues

Umbrella, fins, masks

Sunglasses, tickets

Sneakers, thermos, Tarzana

Karl Maya, run

Badmington, flip flops, ball, unku, peka

Camera

And a large canister of wine

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You are the most beautiful and for me the end

You are by nature a wonderful gift

Who keeps calling me

When he sees a rainbow over the sea, follow it

And take everything you need

Because our ships sail freely on the Adriatic

See how much water

There the sun shines for the millions who work

So the waves washed away their sweat

It was they who stepped in the middle of the parade

Brave people in a proud homeland

Because someone is constantly threatening us

But we'd rather die

The guy in the white pants turns on the radio

The orchestra is playing

I planted the blonde Jasna next to me

Let me tell her the movie

Because they are mosquitoes at night

Apa i i komanci

But someone is constantly threatening us

But we'd rather die